LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeWiFi (With YoungBoy Never Broke Again)
(Damn, Glacier, this one finna kill these niggas)Nigga, keep tweetin', see, you can die on that Wi-FiYou gon' die from that internet, catch 'em, it's 'bout timeKnock 'em off, they gon' be bloggin' 'em right now (Brrt, pah)Big worm bitch, I send a drive-by (Skrrt)Come out the house, know we posted at night time (I'ma be waitin' on ya, ah)Leavin' his body inside of that white line7. 62, we gon' wake up the block, huh?Nah, nigga, wake up (Go)I just sent a lil' something your way to come shake somethingGot the drop from his lil' bitch (Yeah)She be fuckin' on me, I put nut on her makеup (Ew)That stick is gon' break somethingBullets blow up your body, thеy known to inflate somethingKnow I'm standin' on business, these niggas won't take nothin'I be shootin' for the kill, from the hip, I'ma face somethingI'ma send me somebody to knock at your doorLike some pizza or somethingI don't interact with bitch-ass niggasRunnin' 'round, actin' like my nieces or somethingI take that back, matter fact, nigga, my niece is more realerI'd rather a fuck nigga stay a hundred feet from a niggaNo, I ain't stuntin' these niggas, I got a daughter more gangstaSo I'ma separate and stand across the street from a niggaI got up off they ass, I'm on you now (Yeah)And I ain't fuckin' 'round with nothin' under. 40 cal' (Go)I'm tryna put a hole in any nigga, burn 'em downI ain't jokin' 'round with no nigga, baow, funny nowStandin' in the Nawf, plenty pistols, we ain't runnin' outKnown to get 'em killed, plenty killas know who run the townTalk on the net, when I'm here, they don't come aroundI'ma catch him, his time steady runnin' outGrab your keyboardNigga, keep tweetin', see, you can die on that Wi-FiYou gon' die from that internet, catch 'em, it's 'bout timeKnock 'em off, they gon' be bloggin' 'em right now (Brrt, pah)Big worm bitch, I send a drive-by (Skrrt)Come out the house, know we posted at night time (I'ma be waitin' on ya, ah)Leavin' his body inside of that white line7. 62, we gon' wake up the block, huh?Up my blicky on him and I blow it up tooFrom a distance, the police, we shoot at 'em, tooAsk lil' Ten how we doOut on scene and we blockin' and lurkin'I'm fiendin' to get at that dudeHit that boy with the stick, same day, shoot a videoRecord it and then I upload to YouTubeTry me, I bet I fuck over the foolFifty-one, walk 'em down while I'm loadin' the toolShh, don't tell nobodyDrop the bag, got a brand new body (Yeah)Drop the bag, got a brand new PhantomYeah, a nigga gotta take his shoes off inside it (No shoes)2022 white mink rugsOh well, what the fuck I'm supposed to do? I gotta drive it (Yeah)I cut the bougie shit and saved the loot and fly commercialIf I ever wanna do it, fly in private, yeahNigga, keep tweetin', see, you can die on that Wi-FiYou gon' die from that internet, catch 'em, it's 'bout timeKnock 'em off, they gon' be bloggin' em right now (Brrt, pah)Big worm bitch, I send a drive-by (Skrrt)Come out the house, know we posted at night time (I'ma be waitin' on ya, ah)Leavin' his body inside of that white line7. 62, we gon' wake up the block, huh?
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