Spider Web Hotboii

[Intro]
(Ayy, what's good, Trou?)

[Chorus]
I throw my stars up, I look like Spider-Man
I smoke guacamole, get high, survive the man
Hotboii, I'm a fireman
I can't let my fire in, beef with the fireman
Again, look and got niggas talkin' on the net
Pulled up on 'em, out the window lackin', now we tryna jet
We don't do no internet, no, we don't get into that
Police on them websites, keep me off that spiderweb

[Verse 1]
My nigga rat racin', he couldn't keep the AM 'round his leg
So he clipped it, I hope them crackers didn't find him yet
Bae, don't tell me that you love me, I don't got no time for that
I could've said it back, but that just would've been me lying back
Would've been me writing back
Why you love me? I ain't all that
Dick cocaine like I'm crack
Big forty-three in my jacket
It's a cold world
I don't need no bodyguard, I bodyguard my own self
I woke up this morning, eatin' breakfast, sippin' on syrup
On purple
Movin' slow, turtle
I don't know Urkel
Okay, water whip, lost a couple grams, that white off, I don't know Virgil