wifi - red & blue
[intro]
(aye cgm where you at?)
(arena)
(hxllxw, i hate you)
[chorus: wifi]
yeah, yeah
buy a b_tch a prada bag
in the h_llcat, f_ck a jag’
why he goin’ out sad?
it ain’t hard to feel the [?]
get in this tesla, goin’ too fast
took her to the island’s, flyin’ first class
boy actin’ stupid, actin’ too fed
twin lets f_ck it up, lets get a lil’ bag
you can’t never catch me no lack
yeah them soldiers ’bout on that ass
he talkin crazy but he passive
actually livin’ the [?]
[verse 1: wifi]
girl we in that tesla, drive that b_tch
he ain’t shootin’ sh_t with that dry ass stick
yeah, yeah_yeah_yeah, when i’m in the o’ i feel like wick
h_llcat ain’t automatic, yeah, i’m drivin’ a stick
percocet in my cup smell dry as sh_t
offa them blue_blue_blue’s, yeah, i’m as high as a b_tch
[?] on my roof we fly as sh_t
all my soldier’s cary a tool like mechanics and sh_t
[chorus: wifi]
yeah, yeah
buy a b_tch a prada bag
in the h_llcat, f_ck a jag’
why he goin’ out sad?
it ain’t hard to feel the [?]
get in this tesla, goin’ too fast
took her to the island’s, flyin’ first class
boy actin’ stupid, actin’ too fed
twin lets f_ck it up, lets get a lil’ bag
you can’t never catch me no lack
yeah them soldiers ’bout on that ass
he talkin crazy but he passive
actually livin’ the [?]
[verse 2: izaya tiji]
i have that glock on me right now, can’t go out sad
finna hit the a’, finna hit lenox, and yeah go pop some tags, yeah
[refrain]
got some money, they mad, yeah
got some money, they mad, yeah
got some money, they mad, yeah
got some money, they mad, yeah
[verse 3: izaya tiji]
yeah, shooters they hop out the rolls
smokin’ on opps, smokin’ on bowls (uh_huh)
yeah, i like them vv’s on the choker (uh_huh)
it don’t take a lot to make n_ggas float
yeah, opp ass n_ggas they doomed, choppa it came with a broom
we toting them flags they already know
and he want some of the money i think he a joke
ain’t no rapper sh_t, we get ya’ knocked off, popped off quick (yeah)
crack that b_tch down like a taco, drac’ on macho, bust that b_tch (yeah)
i need a h_llcat move too quick
and she want me to bust on her tits (yeah)
you can’t never catch me on no lack
n_gga in my dm’s but he ain’t on sh_t
strivin’ for a tes’ and he strivin’ for a jag’
strive for a b_tch but i strive for a bag
talkin’ ’bout money now he all laggy
lets go hit up saks
كلمات أغنية عشوائية
- fard - 60 terrorbars (fatality edition)
- bette - gørvedmig
- la f (fra) - vingt/20
- carina jade - when i was someone
- ellize - σελήνη (selini)
- slime kidd - агари (may wave$ cover) (hagars)
- bằng cường (vnm) - một cõi đi về
- mavi & defa - fanus
- money man - cowboy
- alabina - habibi de mis amores (habibi ya nour el ein)