Internet Shooter
๐ต 1922 characters
โฑ๏ธ 1:58 duration
๐ ID: 11197311
๐ Lyrics
(Hey Arnold, come make-)
You just be typin' hella gangster, you an internet shooter
So I had to snatch your bitch 'cause she was diggin' the shooter
You be saying rap cap from behind a computer
But if I mutilate your face, that's a slimy maneuver?
Man, I don't understand, all this talking they doing
Say he wanna blow me down, come up on me and do it
And I ain't capping when I speak, bitch, I'm really gon' shoot it
You think I'm pussy 'cause I'm white, bro, you really are stupid
Yeah, my brother saw life before he saw a diploma
Started smokin' hella early 'cause we love the aroma
Yeah, Puyallup where I'm from, but I've got love in Tacoma
I've got a brother in the Bay, and I've got one in Daytona
And I got suckers on my back, and they be hopin' I get shitbagged
They want me in a box and, yeah, they hope I get a toe tag
Can't let it happen, I gotta prove 'em wrong and prevail
Always follow God, but oh my God, he put me through hell
Stay levelheaded, I take it to the chin and proceed
Bitch get me attached, say she love me, then she ghost me
Never been no bitch to admit that I cry a lot
Fuck bein' sad, put them tears up in a frying pot
Rocking by my lonely, since '05 posted on the block
Down for all my brothers thinking differently, you better not
Can't even speak to God about the shit I done did
A lot of fathers gettin' taken, we got kids raising kids
It's an overlapping circle just like twisting a lid
And if I pop this Wocky top then I'ma drop in the thizz
I'm too faded to think, I been drifting from reality
Pretend that I'm okay and then distract from actuality
I'm faded, I'm dated, been goin' crazy I made it
I don't stutter in my speech, best believe I'ma say it
I been tryna be more open about the ways I been feeling
I been shortenin' my circle and expanding my vision
I just wanna be at peace, fuck the shooting and killing
But if you ever want to test me, you ain't raising your children
You just be typin' hella gangster, you an internet shooter
So I had to snatch your bitch 'cause she was diggin' the shooter
You be saying rap cap from behind a computer
But if I mutilate your face, that's a slimy maneuver?
Man, I don't understand, all this talking they doing
Say he wanna blow me down, come up on me and do it
And I ain't capping when I speak, bitch, I'm really gon' shoot it
You think I'm pussy 'cause I'm white, bro, you really are stupid
Yeah, my brother saw life before he saw a diploma
Started smokin' hella early 'cause we love the aroma
Yeah, Puyallup where I'm from, but I've got love in Tacoma
I've got a brother in the Bay, and I've got one in Daytona
And I got suckers on my back, and they be hopin' I get shitbagged
They want me in a box and, yeah, they hope I get a toe tag
Can't let it happen, I gotta prove 'em wrong and prevail
Always follow God, but oh my God, he put me through hell
Stay levelheaded, I take it to the chin and proceed
Bitch get me attached, say she love me, then she ghost me
Never been no bitch to admit that I cry a lot
Fuck bein' sad, put them tears up in a frying pot
Rocking by my lonely, since '05 posted on the block
Down for all my brothers thinking differently, you better not
Can't even speak to God about the shit I done did
A lot of fathers gettin' taken, we got kids raising kids
It's an overlapping circle just like twisting a lid
And if I pop this Wocky top then I'ma drop in the thizz
I'm too faded to think, I been drifting from reality
Pretend that I'm okay and then distract from actuality
I'm faded, I'm dated, been goin' crazy I made it
I don't stutter in my speech, best believe I'ma say it
I been tryna be more open about the ways I been feeling
I been shortenin' my circle and expanding my vision
I just wanna be at peace, fuck the shooting and killing
But if you ever want to test me, you ain't raising your children
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:17.06] (Hey Arnold, come make-)
[00:19.01] You just be typin' hella gangster, you an internet shooter
[00:21.67] So I had to snatch your bitch 'cause she was diggin' the shooter
[00:24.23] You be saying rap cap from behind a computer
[00:26.48] But if I mutilate your face, that's a slimy maneuver?
[00:28.91] Man, I don't understand, all this talking they doing
[00:31.24] Say he wanna blow me down, come up on me and do it
[00:33.82] And I ain't capping when I speak, bitch, I'm really gon' shoot it
[00:36.21] You think I'm pussy 'cause I'm white, bro, you really are stupid
[00:38.86] Yeah, my brother saw life before he saw a diploma
[00:41.46] Started smokin' hella early 'cause we love the aroma
[00:43.55] Yeah, Puyallup where I'm from, but I've got love in Tacoma
[00:45.81] I've got a brother in the Bay, and I've got one in Daytona
[00:48.57] And I got suckers on my back, and they be hopin' I get shitbagged
[00:51.32] They want me in a box and, yeah, they hope I get a toe tag
[00:53.79] Can't let it happen, I gotta prove 'em wrong and prevail
[00:56.33] Always follow God, but oh my God, he put me through hell
[00:58.62] Stay levelheaded, I take it to the chin and proceed
[01:01.17] Bitch get me attached, say she love me, then she ghost me
[01:03.59] Never been no bitch to admit that I cry a lot
[01:06.01] Fuck bein' sad, put them tears up in a frying pot
[01:08.41] Rocking by my lonely, since '05 posted on the block
[01:10.82] Down for all my brothers thinking differently, you better not
[01:13.32] Can't even speak to God about the shit I done did
[01:15.40] A lot of fathers gettin' taken, we got kids raising kids
[01:18.09] It's an overlapping circle just like twisting a lid
[01:20.36] And if I pop this Wocky top then I'ma drop in the thizz
[01:22.76] I'm too faded to think, I been drifting from reality
[01:25.54] Pretend that I'm okay and then distract from actuality
[01:27.91] I'm faded, I'm dated, been goin' crazy I made it
[01:30.27] I don't stutter in my speech, best believe I'ma say it
[01:32.61] I been tryna be more open about the ways I been feeling
[01:35.12] I been shortenin' my circle and expanding my vision
[01:37.44] I just wanna be at peace, fuck the shooting and killing
[01:39.94] But if you ever want to test me, you ain't raising your children
[01:43.81]
[00:19.01] You just be typin' hella gangster, you an internet shooter
[00:21.67] So I had to snatch your bitch 'cause she was diggin' the shooter
[00:24.23] You be saying rap cap from behind a computer
[00:26.48] But if I mutilate your face, that's a slimy maneuver?
[00:28.91] Man, I don't understand, all this talking they doing
[00:31.24] Say he wanna blow me down, come up on me and do it
[00:33.82] And I ain't capping when I speak, bitch, I'm really gon' shoot it
[00:36.21] You think I'm pussy 'cause I'm white, bro, you really are stupid
[00:38.86] Yeah, my brother saw life before he saw a diploma
[00:41.46] Started smokin' hella early 'cause we love the aroma
[00:43.55] Yeah, Puyallup where I'm from, but I've got love in Tacoma
[00:45.81] I've got a brother in the Bay, and I've got one in Daytona
[00:48.57] And I got suckers on my back, and they be hopin' I get shitbagged
[00:51.32] They want me in a box and, yeah, they hope I get a toe tag
[00:53.79] Can't let it happen, I gotta prove 'em wrong and prevail
[00:56.33] Always follow God, but oh my God, he put me through hell
[00:58.62] Stay levelheaded, I take it to the chin and proceed
[01:01.17] Bitch get me attached, say she love me, then she ghost me
[01:03.59] Never been no bitch to admit that I cry a lot
[01:06.01] Fuck bein' sad, put them tears up in a frying pot
[01:08.41] Rocking by my lonely, since '05 posted on the block
[01:10.82] Down for all my brothers thinking differently, you better not
[01:13.32] Can't even speak to God about the shit I done did
[01:15.40] A lot of fathers gettin' taken, we got kids raising kids
[01:18.09] It's an overlapping circle just like twisting a lid
[01:20.36] And if I pop this Wocky top then I'ma drop in the thizz
[01:22.76] I'm too faded to think, I been drifting from reality
[01:25.54] Pretend that I'm okay and then distract from actuality
[01:27.91] I'm faded, I'm dated, been goin' crazy I made it
[01:30.27] I don't stutter in my speech, best believe I'ma say it
[01:32.61] I been tryna be more open about the ways I been feeling
[01:35.12] I been shortenin' my circle and expanding my vision
[01:37.44] I just wanna be at peace, fuck the shooting and killing
[01:39.94] But if you ever want to test me, you ain't raising your children
[01:43.81]