Internet Trap lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, uh, uh, yeah
Tyler, GreenBeans

[Chorus]
I turned the internet to the trap
Whatever I spend I'll make it right back
Leave the house with a couple of racks
When I came back I spent all that
They like "Tyler where you been all day?"
I'm in the crib I'm getting paid
My money digital, aye
Put that sh*t right in my bank
Have you ever thrown so much guap [?]?
Have you ever got up and did what they said you can't?

[Verse]
What's with that fake image, like what you gotta prove?
I ain't on that faking sh*t, cause I ain't got sh*t to prove
I ain't got sh*t to prove, to you, not no losers
I could care less what you think, you ain't get no mulah
Run down I won't hesitate to shoot it
You a b*tch, you be [?] like cupid
I don't miss when I hit sh*t up I kill it
I'm in that b*tch guts I know she feel it
Yeah she f*ck with me cause I'm the realest
I'm the realest, I'm the greatest
[?]
What you sayin'? Cause we gone spray for that
Shot an opp in the head leave him left for dead
Strapped up more than left for dead
When I was down ain't nobody help me for sh*t
So I guess I can't return the favor then
I be posted up on the block with Ben
Ben Franklin that's my dead friend
I can't f*ck with you, y'all be too different
Only f*ck with people who be on that real sh*t
Aye, on that real sh*t
Juug the plug yeah, I love to steal sh*t
Internet trap, I don't gotta deal sh*t
Internet trap, but I'm still dealin' sh*t, yeah, yeah
Close range got blood all on my white tee
Close range got blood all on my white sneaks
I got blood on my Nike's
[?] now he wanna fight me
Good luck with that
Big strap, hit him right in his head
[Chorus]
I turned the internet to the trap
Whatever I spend I'll make it right back
Leave the house with a couple of racks
When I came back I spent all that
They like "Tyler where you been all day?"
I'm in the crib I'm getting paid
My money digital, aye
Put that sh*t right in my bank
Have you ever thrown so much guap you made a b*tch faint?
Have you ever got up and did what they said you can't?