Lyrics

Verse 1
Typing in caps like you’re breaking the news,
But everyone knows it’s just borrowed views.
Screenshot shade, petty parade,
Girl, your whole feed’s just a copy-paste charade.

Pre-Chorus
Filters and fakery won’t make you right,
Likes don’t hit back when you sleep at night.

Chorus (amped)
Post it, post it — burn, burn, burn!
Clapback, clapback — now it’s my turn!
Tag me, tag me — crown, crown, crown!
Comments section’s where you go down!

Post it, post it — burn, burn, burn!
Clapback, clapback — now it’s my turn!
Tag me, tag me — crown, crown, crown!
Comments section’s where you go down!

Verse 2
You’re subtweet loud, but in person you hide,
Hype squad empty, just pixels of pride.
Stories on loop, recycled lies,
Even your followers roll their eyes.

Pre-Chorus
DMs are receipts, and I’ve got the proof,
You’re trending for drama, not living the truth.

Chorus (amped)
Post it, post it — burn, burn, burn!
Clapback, clapback — now it’s my turn!
Tag me, tag me — crown, crown, crown!
Comments section’s where you go down!

Bridge (chant / breakdown)
“@ me, hate me, still in my lane,
Block me, stalk me, it’s all the same.
Follow, unfollow — can’t kill the flame,
Your algorithm can’t erase my name!”

Final Chorus (explosive)
Post it, post it — burn, burn, burn!
Clapback, clapback — now it’s my turn!
Tag me, tag me — crown, crown, crown!
Comments section’s where you go down!

(repeat / layered harmonies + ad-libs: “burn, burn, burn!” / “clapback queen!” / “go down, go down!”)