Aye Girl Get Off My Shi*

[Verse]
Got a chip on my shoulder, barbecue sauce,
You stickin’ round my plate, baby, you the loss.
Talkin' big game, all cap, no boss,
Pocket lint rich, you can’t cover the cost.
You clingin’ on me tighter than a tax man’s grip,
Tryna ride my wave, but you sink my ship.
Fake friends, fake vibes, fake lip gloss drip,
You the glitch in my system, need a hard reset, quick.
[Chorus]
Aye girl, get off my shi*,
Actin’ like you own the whip I built brick by brick.
Aye girl, get off my shi*,
A leech on my grind, but you can’t make it stick.
[Verse 2]
Your energy’s foul, flagrant, two-shot free,
I’m ballin’ in my zone, you the referee.
Blowin’ up my line, girl, please let me be,
You a shadow in my light, no clarity.
Tryna flex on the ‘Gram with my drip on loan,
But the vibe don’t hit when it’s not your own.
You a rerun episode, same ol' tone,
I’m the new premiere, crown sittin' on the throne.
[Bridge]
Can’t mooch off my shine, it’s solar-powered,
Your clock tickin’ down, seconds devoured.
I rise like yeast, you sour, devoured,
Built my empire, you just the tower toppled, cowered.

and glitchy buildups leading to explosive drops. the track should feel aggressive yet playful, rap, layered vocal effects, with a dynamic contrast between verses and chorus., heavy 808s, sharp hi-hats, glitch, trap, hip hop