Love on the Internet (feat. Larry League)

Do you think we can fall
 In love on the internet?
 On the internet
 Do you think we can fall
 In love on the internet?
 On the internet, on the internet
 I know you got money but you ain't got vision
 Seventeen years in this close-minded prison
 The internet told me that someone could make it
 Oh Danger Boys made it when no one would listen
 I hope that you see me, I hope that you hate it
 And know that we made it, we ain't even faded
 Oh baby, just know that your team is outdated
 I hope that you see meI hope that you see me up in the sky with all my Danger Boys
 Hope that you need me,
 I hope that you need me, I hope that you need me
 Your love's like a floppy disk, everyone sees it but no one can use it
 My life's like an anime, incorporated, oh nobody dangerous loses
 Internet throw me a bone
 Hidden in cyperspace rolling along, Danger Boys hit the show
 I've seen you texting my phone, when did we all get so cold?
 Hate me, hate me, hate me, hate me, you do
 Hate on, hate on, hate on, hate on my crew
 Update my feelings for you
 No love in my heart
 God, I've got some healing to do
 Looking for love on the PornHub
 And all I could find was a nutbust at cyber speed
 I hope the last time you liked my pic on Instagram wasn't the last time you thought of me
 Hell isn't hot to me (honestly)
 Your shit just isn't that hot to me, nothing is stopping me
 Danger Boy's always on top of things
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 Do you think we can fall
 In love on the internet?
 On the internet
 Do you think we can fall
 In love on the internet?
 On the internet, on the internet
 You know I been lurking, been swerving
 Been fiending, been stalking, been searching
 I'm tired of hurting, she all in my DM's
 She surfing, damn this shit perfect
 I cannot run away (Can't do it, no)
 I cannot help but obey (Can't help it, oh)
 Foreign shit talking purée
 Still gloomy and rocking this grey
 She hunting me like a banshee
 Pack so fucking loud so I can't read
 Yung Danger Boys runnin' up, stampede
 You can't bite the hand, if it don't feed
 Ay
 Get out my DMs, the A.M., the P.M.
 The young boys, you see 'em, you watch, then you out
 Randy even like Steven with clout
 Serving packs, now you know I'm en route
 What is you saying?
 Xbox, the game that you playing
 That Friday the 13th that pussy, I'm Jason
 The young boys, we glowing and that some shit, ain't it?
 I got some purp when I pull up
 She all on my dick doing pull-ups
 Baby bottle my cup, need some Pull-ups
 That pussy built tough like a Ford truck
 My model named Molly and she on that lucy
 Throwing her shade and she seeing right through me
 I got some gas when I pull up and they see me
 Randy gon' act like a fool when they see me
 Do you think we can fall
 In love on the internet?
 On the internet
 Do you think we can fall
 In love on the internet?
 On the internet, on the internet