Social Suicide lyrics

[Verse 1]
Walking out the door
Left to right
Phones in people’s hands, so tight
Keep they eyes so focused on the electronic
Go on dating apps instead of picking up chicks
Get they Instagram before introducing the b*tch
But I ain’t one to judge, I’m just here to complain
People seem so plain
Motherf*ckers, they lame
And I swear everybody be acting the same
Horny motherf*cking kids can never be tame
But I gotta admit though I was the same way
Go on Instagram looking for my bae
But f*ck that, never living life so cray
I thought b*tches was my therapy
But music really be helping me
So put on

[Chorus 1]
So put it on Big L, put it on
Come on put it on and on and on
Come on put it on Big L, put it on
Come on put it on, represent, put it on
Come on