You Needed My Loot

[Intro – Calm, dusty country vibe] I’m just tryna get the goop… Feed Scrappy… Stack my scrap… Oh you killed me? That’s cute. [Verse 1] Stella Monte sunset gold, Boots in the dirt, arc-core cold. Blueprint rare in the backseat ride, Scrap stacked tall on the passenger side. I’m two-steppin’ slow by the water tower, Loot so clean I could build a power. Then I hear that nervous mag dump sound— Thirty bullets, you still hit ground. You finally dropped me? Took your shot? Boy that took everything you got. Scope shakin’, heart racin’ fast, You probably screamin’, “I got him!” at last. [Pre-Chorus] You didn’t win. You survived. You third-partied and prayed I’d die. If that’s your flex, that’s wild to see— You needed my loot more than me. [Chorus – Big & Taunting] You had to kill me just to get stuff, That’s how I know your grind ain’t tough. You emptied clips just to feel legit, Now you flexin’ with my blueprint kit. It ain’t a dub, it’s charity loot, You beat me once? That’s cute. If I’m your highlight, understand— You needed my scrap to feel like a man. [Verse 2 – Way More Disrespectful] Let’s be honest, you ain’t that guy, You caught me looting, didn’t win no fight. You waited scared ‘til I cracked that crate, Then popped two shots like it’s destiny fate. Your aim still shaky, don’t get it twisted, If we both ready? You get dismissed quick. You looted my bag like Christmas morning, Now your whole fit look less boring. That armor you wear? Yeah, that was mine. That pulse rifle? Custom design. You ain’t upgrade— You recycled me. Without my kit, you still NPC. [Pre-Chorus – Meaner] Don’t talk spicy, don’t act brave, You caught me mid-dance on a loot cave. If we squared up equal health, equal sight— You’d be spectatin’ every time. [Chorus – Louder] You had to kill me just to get stuff, That’s desperation, not being tough. You flex that scrap like you earned that grind, Whole time that blueprint was mine. Monte boots don’t shake or bend, You got lucky, that ain’t a win. If I’m the reason your loadout lit— That means without me, you ain’t got it. [Bridge – Villain Confidence] Yeah go ahead, pose for the clip, Stand over my bag like you built that drip. But next raid when it’s even ground? You won’t hear a single sound. Just arc-core buzz and a banjo strum, Then black screen sayin’ “you’re done.” You needed my loot to level your pride, That ain’t dominance — that’s survival mode inside. You ain’t a threat, you a scavenger fan, I’m the supplier of your whole brand. [Verse 3 – Ultimate Skill Flex] I move too smooth, too calm, too clean, You move like patch notes unseen. You panic peek, you panic spray, I calculate three moves away. Your KD rise off my gear alone, Without my bag, you still bronze zone. You ain’t a raider — you a borrower, Temporary power, permanent sorrier. Stella Monte don’t respect a thief, Especially one with weak relief. You celebrated like you won the crown, Whole time I built your loadout from the ground. [Final Chorus – Chant Energy] You had to kill me just to get stuff, That’s how I know you ain’t built that tough. You needed my bag just to feel like a king, Now you loud for a temporary thing. Next time we meet and it’s even legit? You won’t touch me — remember this. If you glowin’ bright in Stella’s night— It’s ‘cause you stole my shine to get it right. [Outro – Calm, cold] Feed Scrappy. Stack scrap. If you win once… enjoy that. You needed my loot.