Pecan Lie

You brought pecan pie, I brought the whole damn bakery Talk big online, face-to-face it's stationary Wood grain dash but the finance ain't paid Man's flexing the whip like the bank ain't waiting

Big rims spinning but the story don't turn Too much smoke in the booth, now the whole thing burned Talk about straps every sixteen bars If the metal was real you'd stop naming the cars

I'm outside clean with the understated spec No diamonds on me, still they look when I step You flooded your neck just to drown in the bill I keep money so quiet it could work for MI6

Black-on-black saloon, Bruce Wayne commuter Engine got bass like I wired the subwoofer You said twin turbo, cool, mine whispers past By the time yours spools I'm already on Maps

Pecan pie? that's dessert, I'm dinner Whole table booked and the chef knows the winner You brought one slice and declared it a feast I walked through the kitchen and purchased the lease

Sweet-talk bars with the candy references Half your punchlines need dental assessments Donuts in the car? that's cute for the Insta Mine leaves two lines when I exit the picture

Talk about women like Pokémon cards Meanwhile she's reading your messages, laughing with ours "Slide through later" - she left you on read Now you're making up stories and talking instead

Suit and tie? looking sharp, congratulations Still can't dress up weak calculations Chain on your neck got more links than your résumé Big Cuban hanging, small balance on payday

Calling yourself Blade with the fresh little trim Mate, one gust of wind and the fade gets grim Jason Statham? that's ambitious casting More like background bloke when the camera starts panning

Black car lowered till the sump hits gravel One speed bump ends the international travel Custom plate screaming "look at me please" While I'm stock-bodied, disappearing with ease

You got stuck in the car park - that's not low, that's broken AA man pulled up like, "who's been boasting?" Spent ten grand getting camber ridiculous Tyres looking sideways like they're suspicious

Hummer with wraps in chickpea beige That's hummus on wheels, put the dip on stage Flatbread straps? that's lunch, not danger Man pulled up armed with a mezze platter

Mega Man tool? better charge that battery All these game bars, still losing strategically Springfield references packed in the verse But Homer's got better financial worth

Talking about twins like that's some achievement Both heard the tune and requested bereavement One left early, the other said "never" First time your double-up made you less clever

BAPE got stains? put vanish on that No need bicarbonate, read the tag Man turned CSI over cotton and dye That's forensic science for a hoodie, my guy

Carbon rims on the viper looking vicious Till one pothole makes the purchase religious Hands together praying the wheel ain't cracked That's five grand gone when the asphalt claps

Firebird flying? I'll give you the credit Classic machine, can't hate the aesthetic But if every possession needs mentioning twice Maybe the car owns you - check who paid the price

You ring like bells, I move like silence Difference between theatre and actual presence No need telling the room I'm dangerous The loudest bloke there usually ain't the one to discuss

I don't need weapons stuffed into punchlines I can bury a verse with commas and one-liners Pen game surgical, no lumbar required Your whole sixteen gets clinically retired

You write names off, I write cheques properly You make noise, I make moves anonymously You chase late-night snacks and temporary highs I'm building something that survives the sunrise

So keep your pie, your suede, your screens Your candy paint and designer jeans Nice little flex, entertaining, alright But you brought dessert to a gunfight