Can we win a single round?
0-12 on the scoreboard, teammate’s mental is breaking.
Reyna lurking in the spawn, what the hell are they taking?
Lineups? Nah. I just run in and left-click.
Pocket healing behind me, pocket money, flow dynamic.
I don't adjust the crosshair, the crosshair finds the head.
You holding down W? Congratulations, you're dead.
Instalock Jett, bottom fragging, asking for a drop.
Bro, buy a Shorty, sit in the smoke, and please just stop.
Spike is down, three of you dead to a classic right-click.
Check your sens, check your monitor, you making me sick.
Don't type in match chat, you ain't that guy.
Look at the sky, that's your economy going dry.
Whiffing the spray? Go back to Aimlabs, boy!
Sitting in corners? You just a tactical toy!
One tap, body shot, spray the corporate logo on the floor.
Sit down, type "GoodGame", walk out the door.
No team, no strategy, just pure ego and ping.
I’m the raid boss here, you just a generic thing.
Fake defuse? Nah, I’m sticking it to the half.
Vandal through the smoke, hear the whole lobby laugh.
You doing standard executes? That’s so 2023. I’m running three duelists, five judges, absolute lunacy.
"Nice try"? Don't "Nice try" me, you shot the wall.
Watch the Cypher cam, watch your fragile ego fall.
Ranked rating on the line, but I’m buying an Odin.
Spamming the B-main wall till the server is broken.
Check the kill feed, it's a graveyard of your pride.
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
1v5 Heartbeat zero. I ain't trying to be a hero, I’m just better than you.
They throwing flashes, but I’m playing blindfolded.
Peek me. I dare you.
Whiffing the spray? Go back to Aimlabs, boy!
Sitting in corners? You just a tactical toy!
One tap, body shot, spray the corporate logo on the floor.
Sit down, type "GoodGame", walk out the door.
Still moving.
Still unrated.
Yo, he's cheating, report him.