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Hahahahaha I said let's go, not let's wait Girl I'm trynna fuck with you with no social media Take you to a private place with no social media Girl you look so good when you got no social media Bring my friends, you bring some too just no social media My word is bond my kush is strong My money long my dick the bomb I'm still the same I'll never change I'll still fuck a bitch out on wedding ring on everything Dark skin got a lightskin friend poppin' In the '62 coupé, ass droppin' Baby press silent, we don't need our phones And mothafuck a charger you can leave it home Don't keep going on your phone, I'm starting getting upset Cause you wouldn't be shit without the internet I don't give a fuck bout how many likes you get Fuck a selfie stick Suck a healthy dick, Bitch! Girl I'm trynna fuck with you with no social media Take you to a private place with no social media Girl you look so good when you got no social media Bring my friends, you bring some too just no social media Songtexte Jumped out the back of a black Sprinter van On crip cuz headed to the strip club Walked in bad bitches all in my face Want a pick, want some dick Want some Henny have a taste on me So G I ain't fucking with no TMZ Get your girls and you follow me all on me swallow me Slide out bout to dip, take a trip, plead the fifth Ride out, back door, black tint, beat me there don't meet me there You and your girl need to fuck with a G but no social media Leave your purse and your phone at the door on the low ain't no social media Girl I'm trynna fuck with you with no social media Take you to a private place with no social media Girl you look so good when you got no social media Bring my friends, you bring some too just no social media Oh no ohwoah, oh no ohwoah Let's do this on the low ohwoah Oh no ohwoah, oh no ohwoah Let's do this on the low ohwoah Oh no ohwoah, oh no ohwoah Let's do this on the low ohwoah Oh no ohwoah, oh no ohwoah Let's do this on the low ohwoah Aus Songtexte Mania