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Social Media Can't Help You
by
Drakeo The Ruler
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You've been bangin' your whole life, still a nobody If I slide me right now, who want more bodies? Shit Yeah, nobody In the trenches, I'm a gremlin, I got four bodies You a gremlin, who you kill? Yeah, nobody Tryna go against the don wearin' Foamposites Got LeBron, goin' Jordan, you gon' jump, man Wouldn't even take his chains, he be pump fakin' Who wan' romp with the don? I'm a throat taker Grim reaper in the night, I'm a soul snatcher What we on? Is we beefin' or we chit-chattin'? You poppin' it all on the 'Gram, we gon' chinstrap you Million followers and none of 'em can't help you Tell 'em jump up out the screen, I'm playin' Elvis All headshots, but he felt it in his pelvis You woofin' to the streets, social media can't help you A million followers and none of 'em can't help you Tell 'em jump up out the screen, I'm playin' Elvis Twitter fingers, it's about to get deadly You woofin' to the streets, social media can't help you A million followers and none of 'em can't help you Tell 'em jump up out the screen, I'm playin' Elvis Twitter fingers, it's about to get deadly I catch you in the street, social media can't help you Social media can't help you R.I.P.'ed his mans on social media, he tellin' I'm a convicted felon He add me on the 'Gram, the police always bein' messy Lookin' for a gun, the police all up in my section What's the message? Workin' with the team, might as well been a detective Wanna pull me over 'cause he say my plates from Texas Talkin' like he know I got a stash, I feel threatened, I feel threatened Mister expert All up in my ear, social media is hectic I ain't kill nobody, I ain't even finna answer Trouble keep on callin', I ain't even finna answer You woofin' to the streets, social media can't help you Shit, shit, nigga got all them followers and all that Million followers and all that, nigga Tell 'em jump up out that screen, nigga Social media can't help you A million followers and none of 'em can't help you Tell 'em jump up out the screen, I'm playin' Elvis Twitter fingers, it's about to get deadly You woofin' to the streets, social media can't help you A million followers and none of 'em can't help you Tell 'em jump up out the screen, I'm playin' Elvis Twitter fingers, it's about to get deadly I catch you in the street, social media can't help you (This call is being recorded) Yeah, what's up, bro? Ayy Talkin' all that slick shit on Twitter, bro Drop your location, I'm 'bout to pull up right now I got my niggas with me And they don't give a fuck about life They don't care about nothin' These niggas don't even raise they kids, you think they give a fuck about your life, nigga? One of my nigga's mamas is dyin', nigga, she dyin' The other one ain't even seen his mama, nigga So you better believe, nigga So what's up, nigga, is you ready to go? Ayy, hold on, bro Nigga, let's roll The fuck is you on? All that pump faking and talking (This real, nigga) Nigga, let's ride, nigga (Ayy, I'm on the motherfuckin' way, nigga) I ain't wastin' no time with nothin', nigga (Niggas tryna slide, nigga) When I get to pull up and clickin' on these niggas Ayy, look, nigga, we ready We got all the shits, shits, shits, nigga Here, nigga, you take mine then Nigga, let's go Ayy, we got two of these motherfuckers, nigga, I'm on my way Let's roll, friends (Thank you for using GTL)
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