SPAM Lyrics

Laid back

Laid back and chilled out

I be own my own thing

These hoes be pilled out

And on cokey dokey

Wifey on IG

Really you're lonely in real life, I

I know it cause he blowing up my messages

I don't want this nigga, come get him

Please

Your nigga story watching

Facebook calling, stalking me

Only time he get to see me on his iPhone screen

Oh

I don't gotta flex all on the gram

Goddamn

I look good in real life with the yams

Goddamn

Talking to his self in my DM

Goddamn

That spam

That that that spam, baby

I don't gotta flex all on the gram

Goddamn, oh

I'm poppin in real life with the yams

Goddamn

Talking to his self in my DM

Like fam

That spam

That spam

He said he a glacier boy

He need a icy girl

He a munch

Be so fuckin for real

Beating it, watching my reels

Tweeting and then he delete it

Like I didn't see it

You gotta be quicker than that

Boy you stay up in my ats

Like when you gone hit me back, oh

Left him on read

Told him my phone was dead, yeah, ooh

Call him Spider Man

The way he live on the web

I be on ghost mode

Catch me when I post, though

If you know you know

Now you know

I look good in real life

Goddamn

I don't gotta flex on the gram, no

I'm poppin in real life with the yeah

Fuck the gram