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Ayy, Ganique, step back, let me

set the record straight.

You keep on talkin', but you're

sealin' your own fate.

I got a little secret saved

up in my phone.

Your daddy's on my contact list,

leave me alone.

One more word from you, and

I'm hittin' send.

A WhatsApp message to your pops

is before land.

So think real careful 'fore you

open up your mouth.

Keep it up and watch this

whole thing headin' south.

I got your dad's number, don't

test me today.

One text on WhatsApp, and you'll

have hell to pay.

In Fortnite, I'm elite, you can't

touch my game.

Build mode or zero build, it's

always the same.

Ganique, keep talkin', go ahead, make

my day.

I got your dad's number, don't

test me today.

Now let's talk Fortnite, 'cause you

really wanna go there.

I drop in hot, and I

eliminate you fair.

Build mode activated, watch my structures

rise.

Box you in so fast, it

brings tears to your eyes.

Switch it to zero build, still

you can't compete.

No walls, no ramps, no excuses

for your defeat.

Every single lobby, I'm the last

one standin' tall.

While you respawn and blame the

game for your downfall.

You thought this was a game?

Nah, this is real life.

Keep pushin' me, and I'm bringin'

double the strife.

Your dad gets a message, your

squad gets the news.

In Fortnite and in bars, Ganique,

you always lose.

So sit down, stay quiet, know

your place in the ranks.

I showed you mercy once, now

you're gettin' no thanks.