[Intro]

Loxxani

[Verse 1: Logpog, Sol]

Chilling at the top, I'm not worried, I'm beside myself (Haha!)

You should look above, boy, you barely even climbing well

Take a look at what you write, you hardly even rhyming well

But, you just rhymed 'well' with 'well' (Fine, we'll do this)

Please, bro, you can't even flow, I'm deep in the water, you dipping your toes

I'm making a splash, you're making me mope, yeah, I hate to say it, you're trash and I'm dope

So you know that by saying you're dope, you're admitting that you're getting smoked

You're beating yourself with a roast, I'm Cowell and you're getting nope'd

Hmm... I'm asking why this man is tryin' to rap

Always claims that he'll be famous, but that's far from a fact

What he lacks is appeal, yeah, he says he has 'a vision'

The man's a beast (True!) by the Scottish definition (Huh?)

Coming with the low blows, I guess I would expect that

You're like, what? 5'6"? Brother, get a jetpack!

Actually, I'm 5'7", you're one off

Kinda like your EP, made your fans run off, what?

I cannot believe you're the one that disses my EP

You're a Garageband fast rapper barely on the scene (Boo!)

I got list of lyrics you said, make my ears fill with lead

But I cannot be bothered reading them, it's a waste of breath

[Chorus: Sol]

I keep it effortless but, on the mic, I never rest, uh

Get so clever on it, maybe need a sedative

I get so pensive, but they never get the sentiment

I keep it effortless so much, it gets repetitive

I keep it effortless but, on the mic, I never rest, uh

Get so clever on it, maybe need a sedative

I get so pensive, but they never get the sentiment

I keep it effortless so much, it gets repetitive

[Verse 2: Logpog, Sol]

Oh, cool! You made a chorus, but your delivery's always boring

Sleeping on me so hard, you're snoring, if your song comes on, I'm just ignoring

Just ignoring? Every other day you got a feature

They all sound the same, just listen to your teacher

Logpog stocks going down, down, down, boy

They ain't hitting you up, you a clown, clown, clown, boy!

So, you say you the fast rapper, but you ain't even fast, uh, yeah

In this race, you've been awarded with last, uh, yeah (Yeah)

Uh-huh, you think I'm slow? But I got to hit you with a blast to the past

You could stop at the tropic, a hot one to slash, yeah, I'm mad with the dash and I'm grabbing the cash

Out of your pockets, because I be taking it over, when it comes to the game, I'mma take the controller

And choose all the moves that I make till the campaign's over, let's go, what?

Congrats, reasserting to me you're the worst of the bunch

Wasn't hard but you passed with the flying colors

I ain't gonna front, you should probably consider quitting

Everybody knows I'm G.O.A.T.ed, everybody knows I'm winning

Uh!

[Chorus: Sol]

I keep it effortless but, on the mic, I never rest, uh

Get so clever on it, maybe need a sedative

I get so pensive, but they never get the sentiment

I keep it effortless so much, it gets repetitive

I keep it effortless but, on the mic, I never rest, uh

Get so clever on it, maybe need a sedative

I get so pensive, but they never get the sentiment

I keep it effortless so much, it gets repetitive