Fuck The Internet – Post Malone

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I just seen lil’ mama Instagram an’ she flexin’
Don’t care about your puppies, just that ass and them breastses
So good, you a model, damn I never woulda guessed it
An’ if you tryna throw out all them vibes, I’ma catch ’em
The lifes that we live is just too dangerous
Paranoid since they’ve been leakin’ my shit
Wonder if it’ll come out on the web
An’ I can’t help all these bitches on my dick
Takin’ a photo an’ postin’ that shit
Comin’ home late an’ I crawl into bed
She always be askin’ me, “Where have you been?”, woah
The world has gone to shit an’ we all know that
People freakin’ out, like, hit the Prozac
Leon DeChino shorts got all the blows, man
Well, fuck the internet, an’ you can quote that, woah

It’s a lot; well, if ignorance is bliss, then don’t wake me up
An’ I’ll prolly be the last to know
‘Cause I don’t get on the internet no more
It’s a lot, and they try so hard just to fuck shit up
An’ I’ll prolly be the last to know
‘Cause I don’t get on the internet no more

It’s a lot; well, if ignorance is bliss, then don’t wake me up
An’ I’ll prolly be the last to know
‘Cause I don’t get on the internet no more
It’s a lot, and they try so hard just to fuck shit up
An’ I’ll prolly be the last to know
‘Cause I don’t get on the internet no more

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