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Yeah i tried to call you, but it says your voicemail is not set up (yeah) what's up with that? [Yung Innanet]: Bitch, I don't wanna talk on my computer phone Tell these goofy motherfuckers just leave me alone My ringtone don't speak when i enter my zone, trust nobody i do this dirt on my own Looking in your security system, footage gone timestamps they went missing Unblock the door with the flick of my wrist son Access control database runs on win vista Data fiend i control these machines Packet dumping while you staring at your phone screen Fuck a tiktok i be maskеd up like it's Halloween Fuck a damn thot she can't do anything for me Bitch I'm sick and tirеd of these notifications You better only bang my line for financial communication talking money operations profitable situations Don't make me regret cd and midtower associations Doctor Innanet serving all my patients Phone ringtone got me so low on patience Turn yo OS to an agent Paramount [?] command and control travel through onion router work stations I don't wanna talk on my cellular device Unless we talking about the profit margins or the price I been rolling solo dolo and I ain't feeling nice The location data provided to me was so precise Get a slice Yes i got these pipes I ain't got love for these hoes or for these guys Everyone [?] I be pushing terabytes of this dirty traffic narcotic traffic came in [?] Queed squad captain bitch i got these stripes Imma make the police officers go on strike The internal data access [?] They try to prosecute us but the internet unite Probably the reason behind your latency spikes Yes i be creeping around these nets through the dead of the night Don't want your bitch [?] You know she act so polite, i treat her like a police officer bitch i know my rights (yeah) [YTCracker]: I ain't wanna talk on the mobile if you gonna yodel hit you with the parsec global Feel a little buzz on my scrotum, king of the internet i keep it noble Some days feel the return of the old ways even in my old age So i love when the old page come through with the whole blaze while the feds giving me the cold gaze Can't even talk on the string cans one slip and it burn fans See em coming like the [?] Try to ruin our spring plans wrapping networks with the ping scans Shouts to my big stans server blaze to the blades of my big fans Yung Innanet and I still, keep it clutch like flywheel [?] silence [?]