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mosthated staxx - internet! lyrics

(verse 1)

he want the static i’m with it (i’m wit it) these n-gg-s will rat for a ticket these n-gg-s be capping for b-tches i really don’t get it he diss he get finished (p-ssy) no i’m never lacking my n-gg- i stay on ten toes i stay in my pivot, when i was broke these b-tches didn’t want me now i get more head than a fitted

(now i get more head then a fitted)

(verse 2)

he talking sh-t on the internet me and my n-gg-s turn him to a mystery you just gave me top b-tch you is not kissing me f-ck any opp n-gg- dissing me (f-ck em) gucci my belt gucci my fit looking like i came from italy i drip in designer put legs on my chopper and now that sh-t be kicking me (boom!)

(verse 3)

these n-gg-s they wanna get rid of me f-ck up a check just to flex on my enemies, ran off with the pack if he try getting it back he gone end up like john f. kennedy if i tell you i love you just know i don’t mean it i’m probably drunk off the hennessy when i throw a flag and i’m in the field these n-gg-s is catching a penalty

(verse 4 )

i just f-cked a lil thottie and she got a boyfriend don’t give a f-ck how he felt you don’t wanna play with me n-gg- i’m telling you i keep the strap like a seat belt he talking hot i pop out the cut put the glock to his mouth watch his teeth melt he walked in the room his b-tch on the bed see me in the corner my meat out

(verse 5)

see me in the corner my meat out (meat out) i hop out the g with the bands i hop on a flight we out to the city these hoes on my d-ck when i land
they talk on the internet don’t pay attention these n-gg-s is probably some fans im not finna stress call up my n-gg-s we spin and we spinnin’ again i hop out the rental with k!llers and n-gg-s who really hit licks he went to go load up the clip he shot at me shaq at the freethrow miss i brought out the tool b-tch n-gg- get fixed i run up the racks and i spend it at fifth that hoe wanna eat get the top and i dip she sucking me weak till i walk with a limp i finish her nut on the top of her lip

(verse 6)

drip, sauce, water, wet, eat up a track then i cash in a check send shots to your dog like i was a vet we jump out the sprinter with drums and techs it’s hot but im cool wit this ice on my neck i just got a dm from my ex she told me pull up she wanna have s-x (right hand on the bible im using a latex)

(stoopid)

(bahh!)

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