“I’m not sure if you’ve mastered rapping and rhyming better than I do, getting smooth, or sounding like a lesbian lover. Hey, you know who’s gonna get mad? Jisoo. I call it. I can hear her saying,” she pauses midway, clearing her throat in preparation of projecting her voice to a raspier version of hers. “You disloyal freaks!” She exclaims before her voice goes back to its normal tone. “Or something like that. There’s also Chaeyoung. Yah… Lisa, you’re gonna get us in trouble.”