f*ck the Internet lyrics

[Intro: RMC Mike]
(f*ck the fire, we got grease)
b*tch, haha, yeah
What up, Poody?
Quan, what we doin'? Haha
Got Louie in this b*tch, my n*gga Rawood
Pacquiao, Slap, what?

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
b*tch, f*ck the internet
n*ggas out here really dyin' and ain't livin' yet
Bro said he got a play on the way, I'm finna intercept
b*tch, I just want my di*k sucked, check the intellect
Oh, y'all think Mike broke? Well, y'all incorrect
Plug sent some weak 'bows, so I sent 'em back
I knew doggybone caught a body, I was in the back
Unc' want a zip of soft, sold him Similac
b*tch, give me that
I just sent two shells through his fitted cap
Right therе where he stand, that's whеre I ended at
He tellin' on the whole hood, we not into that
That n*gga been a rat

[Verse 2: Louie Ray]
I'm loose, hit her for seven minutes, nothin' new (Okay)
Give the engine all that, it could take 'til it's somethin' blue
I feel like I done hustled here before, trap-jà vu
n*gga can't 50 Cent me, I'm not a Ja Rule
Alright, see you got your pistol on you, you gon' harm who?
I bought a thirty-thousand-dollar chain when I'm drowsy
I bought a thirty-thousand-dollar chain with the charm too
This not a 36, but 36 on my arm too
We can sell 'bows for a rack, that's what a farm do
I can get some sh*t flattened out, that's what an iron do
You wear your feelings on your sleeve, that's how I learned you
I ain't tryna deal with you right now, that's why I curved you
[Verse 3: Rawood]
Mike dropped somethin' in his cup, it was purple
Me, Louie Ray, and Mike ridin' with some sh*t'll hurt you
I'll pull up anywhere, I'm the man that can serve you
Please don't hesitate to call my phone if it concerns you
Please don't call my phone, b*tch, I thought I said I'm servin'
Grippin' on the grain in the Benz, I was swervin'
I was starin' at her titties and they lookin' kinda perky
On point with the sh*t, you can call me Kyrie Irving
Free Rio, b*tch
I've been servin' for a minute, they know me legit
I mean I'm legit, I mean I'm the sh*t
Me, Mike, and Louie killin' sh*t
Poured that whole damn pint without spillin' it

[Verse 4: RMC Mike]
Weed too strong, let me breathe for a second
Went legit with my sh*t, done spent some cheese on a weapon
Before you crack the seal on that pint, let me bless it
It ain't 'bout what you made, it's what you saved is the question

[Verse 5: Louie Ray]
For the first time in my life, I'm investin'
Buy every pint I can and stretch it
Find a local crackhead in the hood and let him test it
Bring somebody back to shop with me, you gettin' blessed
[Verse 6: Rawood]
What you need? I got the finest selections
I'm dope runnin', ho slappin', pull up in a 4MATIC
Ridin' through the city, gettin' paper, know I gotta have it
Look up at the ceiling of the whip, you know it's panoramic