Social Media lyrics

[Intro: 1TakeJay]
RoMo
Wait, hold up, I'm finna turn this b*tch up

[Verse 1: 1TakeJay]
She just text me telling me I'm popping, b*tch, you late
I turned out to be that n*gga, now you all in a n*gga's face
Please don't step outta line, you gotta know your place
n*ggas eyes tell at all, all I see is n*ggas hate
Me and n*ggas with no hoes can't relate
How we gon' relate if I'm real and you fake?
Why we even talking? You ain't even got no name
n*ggas f*ck they life up and want somebody else to blame

[Chorus: 1TakeJay]
Back when we was all on Myspace, n*gga, you was lame
When n*ggas got on Facebook, you was still lame
n*ggas made a Twitter, ain't sh*t changed
Now these n*ggas all on f*cking Instagram still lame
Back when we was all on Myspace, n*gga, you was lame
When n*ggas made a Facebook, you was still lame
When n*ggas made a Twitter, ain't sh*t changed
Now these n*ggas all on f*cking Instagram still lame

[Verse 2: 1TakeJay]
Like a mad baby mama, I chip a n*gga paint
She know what I'm thinking, she just blew a n*gga brains
f*ck Mickey D's, I wanna buy this b*tch Cane's
But if she don't toast the bread on both sides, we can't hang
n*ggas lame trying to get some pus*y off my name
It is what it is, I do sh*t that n*ggas can't
n*ggas got they hand out, I can't enjoy my f*cking plate
On any given day, I stay away, I can't relate
I don't know 'em, but these bad b*tches got me in they close friends
n*ggas posting throwbacks, be over that old sh*t
b*tch, why you keep posting that whip? It ain't your sh*t
I'm such a gentleman, her hand out, I let her hold di*k
I probably set a record with these hoes like I'm coaching
Like that YoungBoy song, it don't make no sense
She a dyke when it come to you, she hate your di*k
She always play my music when she with you, I'm the GOAT, b*tch
Oh, she on her period? Let me see that throat then
n*ggas be on social media acting so weird
I know you up in real life, n*gga, that ain't your Benz
You the type to post a bag of Runtz, really smoke mid
[Chorus: 1TakeJay]
Back when we was all on Myspace, n*gga, you was lame
When n*ggas got on Facebook, you was still lame
n*ggas made a Twitter, ain't sh*t changed
Now these n*ggas all on f*cking Instagram still lame
Back when we was all on Myspace, n*gga, you was lame
When n*ggas made a Facebook, you was still lame
When n*ggas made a Twitter, ain't sh*t changed
Now these n*ggas all on f*cking Instagram still lame

[Verse 3: Jeeezy]
When I had that Sidekick, b*tches blowing up my AIM
You ain't never had no hoes, I could never feel your pain
[?][2:00] players talkin' 'bout some good game
You was bumpin' Bubba Sparxxx, I was off that Lil Wayne
Yeah, she popular on Twitter, real life, these b*tches lame
Look nothin' like these pictures you be postin', that sh*t strange
Yeah, she promise she gon' top me, that's the only time I came
Told her I'ma take the neck like I snatched a n*gga chain

[Verse 4: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Been a fly n*gga, Fear of Gods on, I'm afraid
Hoes love me, had the baddest b*tch in first grade
Myspace, you ain't had no b*tches in your top eight
Back when we was on AIM, I was in your b*tch Away
Bad b*tches tweetin' lyrics to my songs every day
She had me posted, I was happy when your picture went away
In my DMs sayin', "Text me, yeah, it's over, sad to say"
I'm finna panic, lames trying to talk, I gotta walk away
[Chorus: 1TakeJay]
Back when we was all on Myspace, n*gga, you was lame
When n*ggas got on Facebook, you was still lame
n*ggas made a Twitter, ain't sh*t changed
Now these n*ggas all on f*cking Instagram still lame