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[Hook] He be typin’ on the net, I ain’t readin’ that shii, Talkin’ like he tough, but he never did shii, Whole block know that boy ain’t slid for his clique, All that woofin’ online, he a goofy, he a b***h. --- [Verse 1] He be screamin’ out “Ttown,” but he not from the trenches, I done really seen blood, I done hopped over fences, He be postin’ lil’ guns like them toys make a difference, We gon’ spin on his block, leave that boy in repentance. [Verse 2] He a IG stepper, Twitter-type thug, Ain’t never popped out, just postin’ fake slugs, We outside every night, he inside with his plug, Actin’ gangsta on Live, he get touched, no hug. [Verse 3] He ain’t built like that, he just talk on the net, Real killers move silent, they don’t post no threats, He be cappin’ on his name, he just chasin’ respect, But when we caught his man lackin’, he ain’t even check. [Verse 4] All them fake opp songs, bro, I’m laughin’ at that, He be talkin’ like a demon, he just actin’ in rap, I done seen him in the store, he was clutchin’ his hat, Ain’t clutchin’ no pole, he just cappin’ in chat. [Verse 5] If I up this ARP, he gon’ dance like a show, Drake singin’ out the whip, bullets make him hit notes, He a Instagram gangsta, I’m the field type foe, We don’t talk on the gram, we just slide on the low. [Verse 6] Whole gang full of steppers, he a keyboard coward, He be typin’ all night, we outside for hours, Say he pushin’ that work, but his trap got no power, I could crash out today, still stand like a tower. [Verse 7] He said he slide through, boy you lyin’ again, Your lil’ homie got hit, you ain’t ridin’ for him, I got smoke in my lungs, I ain’t hidin’ from them, Every opp that I caught, I provided for him. [Verse 8] They said “Spazz from Ttown,” man that name sound weak, I been out here grindin’, he just postin’ his sneak, Every pic he post up, that’s a lie every week, I got blood on my shoes, he got dirt on his seat. [Verse 9] We don’t do no back and forth, we don’t type no beef, We just spin through the block, let the Glock sing brief, He be cappin’ in his vids, he ain’t built for the heat, He a rapper on the ‘net, not a threat in the streets. [Verse 10] I’m the reason he mute, I’m the reason he shook, He deleted them posts when he saw how it looked, Boy I live what I rap, I don’t talk for the hook, He a story online, I’ma close that book. [Verse 11] When that beam light flash, ain’t no time to pretend, We don’t tweet no beef, we just handle revenge, He a story for the gram, not a soldier or friend, When the smoke really come, he gon’ fold in the end. [Verse 12] Yeah I’m really outside, I don’t talk to the screen, I been standin’ on biz since I turned sixteen, He be postin’ all day, but his soul ain’t clean, Say he bang for his block, but he switched for the green. --- [Bridge] Talkin’ tough online, that’s that type shii, But when I see you face-to-face, you gon’ pipe quit, All that cap in your raps, boy, you might quit, We don’t tweet up no beef — we just light shii. --- [Chorus] He be typin’ on the net, I ain’t readin’ that shii, Talkin’ like he tough, but he never did shii, Whole block know that boy ain’t slid for his clique, All that woofin’ online, he a goofy, he a b***h.
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[Hook] He be typin’ on the net, I ain’t readin’ that shii, Talkin’ like he tough, but he never did shii, Whole block know that boy ain’t slid for his clique, All that woofin’ online, he a goofy, he a b***h. --- [Verse 1] He be screamin’ out “Ttown,” but he not from the trenches, I done really seen blood, I done hopped over fences, He be postin’ lil’ guns like them toys make a difference, We gon’ spin on his block, leave that boy in repentance. [Verse 2] He a IG stepper, Twitter-type thug, Ain’t never popped out, just postin’ fake slugs, We outside every night, he inside with his plug, Actin’ gangsta on Live, he get touched, no hug. [Verse 3] He ain’t built like that, he just talk on the net, Real killers move silent, they don’t post no threats, He be cappin’ on his name, he just chasin’ respect, But when we caught his man lackin’, he ain’t even check. [Verse 4] All them fake opp songs, bro, I’m laughin’ at that, He be talkin’ like a demon, he just actin’ in rap, I done seen him in the store, he was clutchin’ his hat, Ain’t clutchin’ no pole, he just cappin’ in chat. [Verse 5] If I up this ARP, he gon’ dance like a show, Drake singin’ out the whip, bullets make him hit notes, He a Instagram gangsta, I’m the field type foe, We don’t talk on the gram, we just slide on the low. [Verse 6] Whole gang full of steppers, he a keyboard coward, He be typin’ all night, we outside for hours, Say he pushin’ that work, but his trap got no power, I could crash out today, still stand like a tower. [Verse 7] He said he slide through, boy you lyin’ again, Your lil’ homie got hit, you ain’t ridin’ for him, I got smoke in my lungs, I ain’t hidin’ from them, Every opp that I caught, I provided for him. [Verse 8] They said “Spazz from Ttown,” man that name sound weak, I been out here grindin’, he just postin’ his sneak, Every pic he post up, that’s a lie every week, I got blood on my shoes, he got dirt on his seat. [Verse 9] We don’t do no back and forth, we don’t type no beef, We just spin through the block, let the Glock sing brief, He be cappin’ in his vids, he ain’t built for the heat, He a rapper on the ‘net, not a threat in the streets. [Verse 10] I’m the reason he mute, I’m the reason he shook, He deleted them posts when he saw how it looked, Boy I live what I rap, I don’t talk for the hook, He a story online, I’ma close that book. [Verse 11] When that beam light flash, ain’t no time to pretend, We don’t tweet no beef, we just handle revenge, He a story for the gram, not a soldier or friend, When the smoke really come, he gon’ fold in the end. [Verse 12] Yeah I’m really outside, I don’t talk to the screen, I been standin’ on biz since I turned sixteen, He be postin’ all day, but his soul ain’t clean, Say he bang for his block, but he switched for the green. --- [Bridge] Talkin’ tough online, that’s that type shii, But when I see you face-to-face, you gon’ pipe quit, All that cap in your raps, boy, you might quit, We don’t tweet up no beef — we just light shii. --- [Chorus] He be typin’ on the net, I ain’t readin’ that shii, Talkin’ like he tough, but he never did shii, Whole block know that boy ain’t slid for his clique, All that woofin’ online, he a goofy, he a b***h.
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