Kayla is fortnite trash

Lyrics

[Intro] Kayla said, “Let’s play!” — but that was cap. I’m still in the lobby, checkin’ the map. She gay, she slays, but not in this game, ’Cause every time she builds — it’s pure shame. [Verse 1] Kayla, where you at? Said you’d hop online, I waited three nights, girl, that’s a crime. Said “I’ll play with you soon,” but then never asks Meanwhile I’m gettin’ dubs — and you’re not. Can’t shoot, can’t build, can’t even land, Dropped at Slappy Shores and got clapped first-hand. [Chorus] She gay and she fake, never plays what she say, “Gimme five mins” — then gone all day. Her builds fall down like her Fortnite KD, She’s out here losin’ in real life and 3D. (Her KD’s lower than my grandpa’s drawl, And he don’t even know what a video game’s called! ) [Verse 2] Kayla got a pickaxe, don’t know what it do, Tried to shoot once — hit a wall, not you. 😵 Worse than an NPC, lost in the zone, Dies to bots while textin’ on her phone. 📱 [Bridge: Beat Slows Down, Mock Emotional] She got rainbows on her wall, Pride pins on her coat, she’s a homosexual, (ohhh hell no) But when I ask to squad up? Not even a note. She works at Baskin, yeah she’s scoopin’ lies, Flakin’ on Fortnite with them big cow eyes. So next time you say, “I’ll log on soon,” I’ll assume you’re fibbin’ ‘neath that gay hair of yours. She says she’s cracked, but it’s all a bluff, Her Fortnite’s faker than her “two-scoop” stuff. Baskin-Robbins got 31 truths to tell, And one of ‘em’s Kayla plays Fortnite like hell. [Final Chorus] Yeah she gay, yeah she ghost, yeah she trash with the loot, Missin’ all her shots, even when I’m not movin’, (this girl can’t shoot.) Kayla don’t build, Kayla don’t shoot, She’s got a pickaxe, but she’s lost in her boots. Talks like a pro, plays like a bot, Couldn’t hit a llama with an aimbot shot. Kayla don’t build, Kayla don’t fight, Logs off faster than the storm at night. Her skills are cold, but her cones are worse, Serving Fortnite dreams in a sugar-cursed hearse. [Outro] So Kayla, if you hear this track, just know: I still got a squad spot — but your skills gotta grow. — next time you say “I’m down,” I’ll be long gone, headin’ to Tilted Town. You can keep your scoops and fake headset mic, Pick up your sticks, quit playin’ pretend, ’Cause this Fortnite friendship’s on its END.