Social Media (Pussy) chords by Dru Down

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Intro 1
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Verse 1
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You be talkin' hella shit
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all over social media
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But I   be laughin',
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kick back, smokin',
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knowin' your interior
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You ain't bout that,
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workin' like you bout that
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All work and no bite, you ain't bout that
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Said she did it, you ain't done it,
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you ain't bout that
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I done lived it, I done did it, still bout that
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I   done lived it, I did it,
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oh yeah, I'm bout that
Tuxedo with that gay,
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there's no top that
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Talk a lot, suckers, be on that media
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At home on the couch, yeah, pout it out
Girl, I don't know when's it about
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You need some courage on my beard,
yeah
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Eatin' my fork to smoke trees
like I'm burnin' a board
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Expendo, no keepin' the score,
I'm on tour
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You behind a laptop
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with a fake page
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Acting like a bitch, real gay
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But I'ma find out,
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catch him at In -N -Out
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They hit him in his mouth, no doubt
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You be  talking hella shit
all over social media
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But I   be laughing,
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kick back, smoking,
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knowing your interior
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You ain't bout that,
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whooping like you bout that
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Ballparking, no bite, you ain't bout that
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Said you did it, you ain't done it,
you ain't bout that
I didn't live it, I didn't did it,
still bout that
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You be on  a laptop
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playing games with a crooked face
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Off that pile, wow, wow
And don't wanna come on out, pussy
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Em 
You be talking hella shit
all over social media
C 
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But I   be laughing,
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get back smoking,
Em 
knowin' your interior
Am 
You ain't bout that,
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workin' like you bout that
C 
All bark and no bite, you ain't bout that
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Said she did it, you ain't done it,
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you ain't bout that
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Em 
I  done lived it, I done did it,
still bout that
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Fake pics, internet fungacy
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Blood don't really want that pumpkin
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Stop runnin', true down, yeehaw
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OG, you know me, name Jack,
rubber the buzzy
Cause I ran from the police
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You think you know me, yeah,
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you listen to blogs
And what comes out of a bitch's jaw,
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that's he -haw
Jackass, you all laughin',
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it's funny when your ship crash
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You get rapped like I'm runnin'
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I'm a captain, a general, eat dinner up
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And y 'all kids motherfuckers eat cereal
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Me  dia bloggers behind the screen,
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shoot up
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On the couch with that 1,
2, 3, shoot up
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You be talkin' hella shit
Em 
all over social media
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Am 
But I   be laughin',
C 
get back smokin',
Em 
knowin' your interior
Am 
You ain't bout that,
Em 
workin' like you bout that
Won't bargain, no bite,
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you ain't bout that
Am 
Said you did it, you ain't done it,
Em 
you ain't bout that
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Em 
I  didn't live it, I didn't need to see about
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that
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You
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