lyrics
Step in the class like ayanokoji,
Calm on the face but the brain move deadly.
No one knows what I do lowkey,
Pullin' them strings, can't move too closely.
Ops in the room, but they don't know war,
I move pieces while they chase scores.
Class D stamp but my mind's top floor,
Plans get drawn like I'm settin' up tours.
Silence sharp like a blade in snow,
Don't show heart, that's a route to fold.
Broski talk but he don't want smoke,
Socratic trap, make a loud choke.
No hand raised, I just raised my rank,
Cool with a plan, make a top kid blank.
You want points? Better fill that tank,
One wrong move and your rep gets shanked.
Fake friends? That's a daily drill,
Smile on your face but got feelings to kill.
I don't do noise, I just move with skill,
They play emotion, I'm just cold and still.
Classroom's calm but it's mental war,
Top set moves? I invented that law.
I don't beg team, I just bent that score,
Elite with the steps, can't press my core.
Kōji in the cut, never showin’ my face,
Snakes in the class, but I’m settin’ the pace.
Cold with the moves, yeah, I’m steady and clean,
Top of the elite, I’m runnin’ the scene.
音乐风格
UK Drill, Calmness, sophisticated, Male Voice, 120-160 BPM