Social Media Can't Help You

(专辑： Thank You For Using GTL - 2020)

You've been banging your whole life, still a nobody
If I slam you 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 wearing Foamposites
Got LeBron, going Jordan, you gon' jump, man
Wouldn't even take his chains, he be pump faking
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 beefing or we chit-chattin'?
You popping it all on the 'Gram, we gon' chinstrap you

A million followers and none of 'em can't help you
Tell 'em jump up out the screen, I'm playing Elvis
All headshots, but he felt it in his pelvis
You woofing 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 playing Elvis
Twitter fingers, it's about to get deadly
You woofing 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 playing 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 telling
I'm a convicted felon
He add me on the 'Gram, the police always being messy
Looking for a gun, the police all up in my section
What's the message?
Working with the team, might as well been a detective
Wanna pull me over 'cause he say my plates from Texas
Talking 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 calling, I ain't even finna answer
You woofing to the streets, social media can't help you

Shit nigga, nigga got all them followers on the gram nigga
Tell 'em jump up out that screen and come save your bitch ass nigga
Shit

A million followers and none of 'em can't help you
Tell 'em jump up out the screen, I'm playing Elvis
Twitter fingers, it's about to get deadly
I catch you in 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 playing Elvis
Twitter fingers, it's about to get deadly
You woofing to the streets, social media can't help you

Shit nigga
I did this for y'all
This shit over
Social media can't help you
Yeah, what's up, bro?
Ayy
Talking 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 nothing
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 dying, nigga, she dying
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 motherfucking way, nigga)
I ain't wasting no time with nothing, nigga (Niggas tryna slide, nigga)
When I get to pull up and clicking 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