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RoMo Wait, hold up, I'm finna turn this b*t*h up She just text me telling me I'm popping, b*t*h, you late I turned out to be that n***a, now you all in a n***a's face Please don't step outta line, you gotta know your place N***as eyes tell at all, all I see is n***as hate Me and n***as with no hoes can't relate How we gon' relate if I'm real and you fake? Why we even talking? You ain't even got no name N***as f**k they life up and want somebody else to blame Back when we was all on Myspace, n***a, you was lame When n***as got on Facebook, you was still lame N***as made a Twitter, ain't sh*t changed Now these n***as all on f**king Instagram still lame Back when we was all on Myspace, n***a, you was lame When n***as made a Facebook, you was still lame When n***as made a Twitter, ain't sh*t changed Now these n***as all on f**king Instagram still lame Like a mad baby mama, I chip a n***a paint She know what I'm thinking, she just blew a n***a brains F**k Mickey D's, I wanna buy this b*t*h Cane's But if she don't toast the bread on both sides, we can't hang N***as lame trying to get some pu**y off my name It is what it is, I do sh*t that n***as can't N***as got they hand out, I can't enjoy my f**king plate On any given day, I stay away, I can't relate I don't know 'em, but these bad b*t*hes got me in they close friends N***as posting throwbacks, be over that old sh*t B*t*h, why you keep posting that whip? It ain't your sh*t I'm such a gentleman, her hand out, I let her hold d**k I probably set a record with these hoes like I'm coaching Like that YoungBoy song, it don't make no sense She a dyke when it come to you, she hate your d**k She always play my music when she with you, I'm the GOAT, b*t*h Oh, she on her period? Let me see that throat then N***as be on social media acting so weird I know you up in real life, n***a, that ain't your Benz You the type to post a bag of Runtz, really smoke mid Back when we was all on Myspace, n***a, you was lame When n***as got on Facebook, you was still lame N***as made a Twitter, ain't sh*t changed Now these n***as all on f**king Instagram still lame Back when we was all on Myspace, n***a, you was lame When n***as made a Facebook, you was still lame When n***as made a Twitter, ain't sh*t changed Now these n***as all on f**king Instagram still lame When I had that Sidekick, b*t*hes blowing up my AIM You ain't never had no hoes, I could never feel your pain players talkin' 'bout some good game You was bumpin' Bubba Sparx**, I was off that Lil Wayne Yeah, she popular on Twitter, real life, these b*t*hes lame Look nothin' like these pictures you be postin', that sh*t strange Yeah, she promise she gon' top me, that's the only time I came Told her I'ma take the neck like I snatched a n***a chain Been a fly n***a, Fear of Gods on, I'm afraid Hoes love me, had the baddest b*t*h in first grade Myspace, you ain't had no b*t*hes in your top eight Back when we was on AIM, I was in your b*t*h Away Bad b*t*hes tweetin' lyrics to my songs every day She had me posted, I was happy when your picture went away In my DMs sayin', "Text me, yeah, it's over, sad to say" I'm finna panic, lames trying to talk, I gotta walk away Back when we was all on Myspace, n***a, you was lame When n***as got on Facebook, you was still lame N***as made a Twitter, ain't sh*t changed Now these n***as all on f**king Instagram still lame
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