Erase Your Social
Cannon (Cannon)
Know I walk with the racks on me (racks on me)
Bad bitch want back back, and you know she throw that ass on me
I don't want that girl 'cause she want me 'cause the cash on me
Yeah, you know she cappin' homie
Dreadlock, that cap on me
Back then, they napped on me
Now they all just act homie
Now I'm hot, they all on me
Pull out the Snapchats on me
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie
I think it's too personal
That's what I got Twitter for
Instagram, I'll bag your hoe
Back then, they napped on me (what?)
Now they all just act homie (chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (what?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (ay)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (no)
I think it's too personal (what?)
That's what I got Twitter for (yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your hoe (yeah)
Back then, they napped on me (what?)
Now they all just act homie (chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (what?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (ay)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (no)
I think it's too personal (what?)
That's what I got Twitter for (yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your hoe (yeah)
Like, flex on you haters (huh), hi haters (yeah)
This is my world so it's all in my favor (yeah)
I like all girls, yeah, all type of flavors
But that don't matter, 'cause I just got my baby (sike)
Pull up right there in Mercedes (skrrt)
Water, water like the Navy (uh)
Fuck that girl 'til the sundown
Number one, like I'm McGrady (that way)
Boy, you said that you made me (yeah)
Go ahead, make another one
Do what I want 'cause I'm trustin' none (huh)
I'ma love her, 'til the love is done
Took your girl, she ain't try to run
Hit from the back, so her legs get numb (yeah)
Hit from the back so long
That my own legs startin' to get numb
Suckin' me up, give me brain now she dumb (dumb)
Tell her it's repercussions (what?)
Play her just like a drum (yeah)
Make in a night what you make in a month (huh)
Back then, they napped on me (what?)
Now they all just act homie (chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (what?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (ay)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (no)
I think it's too personal (what?)
That's what I got Twitter for (yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your hoe (yeah)
Back then, they napped on me (what?)
Now they all just act homie (chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (what?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (ay)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (no)
I think it's too personal (what?)
That's what I got Twitter for (yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your hoe (yeah)
Boy, you said that you made me (huh)
Go ahead, make another one (yeah)
Do what I want 'cause I'm trustin' none
And I'ma love her, 'til the love is done (yeah)
Took your girl, she ain't try to run
Hit from the back, so her legs get numb
Hit from the back so long (long)
That my own legs starting to get numb (huh, skrrt)
Know I walk with the racks on me (yeah)
Bad bitch want back back (yeah)
And you know she throw that ass on me (yeah)
I don't want that girl 'cause she want me 'cause the cash on me (huh)
Yeah, you know she cappin' homie (what?)
Dreadlock that cap on me (yeah)
Back then, they napped on me (what?)
Now they all just act homie (chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (what?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (ay)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (no)
I think it's too personal (what?)
That's what I got Twitter for (yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your hoe (yeah)
Back then, they napped on me (what?)
Now they all just act homie (chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (what?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (ay)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (no)
I think it's too personal (what?)
That's what I got Twitter for (yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your hoe (yeah)
Back then, they napped on me (what?)
Now they all just act homie (chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (what?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (ay)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (no)
I think it's too personal (what?)
That's what I got Twitter for (yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your hoe (yeah)
I ain't gon' lie
I'm finna make one
Know I walk with the racks on me (racks on me)
Bad bitch want back back, and you know she throw that ass on me
I don't want that girl 'cause she want me 'cause the cash on me
Yeah, you know she cappin' homie
Dreadlock, that cap on me
Back then, they napped on me
Now they all just act homie
Now I'm hot, they all on me
Pull out the Snapchats on me
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie
I think it's too personal
That's what I got Twitter for
Instagram, I'll bag your hoe
Back then, they napped on me (what?)
Now they all just act homie (chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (what?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (ay)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (no)
I think it's too personal (what?)
That's what I got Twitter for (yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your hoe (yeah)
Back then, they napped on me (what?)
Now they all just act homie (chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (what?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (ay)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (no)
I think it's too personal (what?)
That's what I got Twitter for (yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your hoe (yeah)
Like, flex on you haters (huh), hi haters (yeah)
This is my world so it's all in my favor (yeah)
I like all girls, yeah, all type of flavors
But that don't matter, 'cause I just got my baby (sike)
Pull up right there in Mercedes (skrrt)
Water, water like the Navy (uh)
Fuck that girl 'til the sundown
Number one, like I'm McGrady (that way)
Boy, you said that you made me (yeah)
Go ahead, make another one
Do what I want 'cause I'm trustin' none (huh)
I'ma love her, 'til the love is done
Took your girl, she ain't try to run
Hit from the back, so her legs get numb (yeah)
Hit from the back so long
That my own legs startin' to get numb
Suckin' me up, give me brain now she dumb (dumb)
Tell her it's repercussions (what?)
Play her just like a drum (yeah)
Make in a night what you make in a month (huh)
Back then, they napped on me (what?)
Now they all just act homie (chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (what?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (ay)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (no)
I think it's too personal (what?)
That's what I got Twitter for (yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your hoe (yeah)
Back then, they napped on me (what?)
Now they all just act homie (chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (what?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (ay)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (no)
I think it's too personal (what?)
That's what I got Twitter for (yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your hoe (yeah)
Boy, you said that you made me (huh)
Go ahead, make another one (yeah)
Do what I want 'cause I'm trustin' none
And I'ma love her, 'til the love is done (yeah)
Took your girl, she ain't try to run
Hit from the back, so her legs get numb
Hit from the back so long (long)
That my own legs starting to get numb (huh, skrrt)
Know I walk with the racks on me (yeah)
Bad bitch want back back (yeah)
And you know she throw that ass on me (yeah)
I don't want that girl 'cause she want me 'cause the cash on me (huh)
Yeah, you know she cappin' homie (what?)
Dreadlock that cap on me (yeah)
Back then, they napped on me (what?)
Now they all just act homie (chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (what?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (ay)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (no)
I think it's too personal (what?)
That's what I got Twitter for (yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your hoe (yeah)
Back then, they napped on me (what?)
Now they all just act homie (chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (what?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (ay)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (no)
I think it's too personal (what?)
That's what I got Twitter for (yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your hoe (yeah)
Back then, they napped on me (what?)
Now they all just act homie (chee)
Now I'm hot, they all on me (what?)
Pull out the Snapchats on me (ay)
I ain't got no Snapchat, homie (no)
I think it's too personal (what?)
That's what I got Twitter for (yeah)
Instagram, I'll bag your hoe (yeah)
I ain't gon' lie
I'm finna make one
Credits
Writer(s): Leland Wayne, Symere Woods
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