JetWifi (feat. Birdman)

Fuck them pussy ass ****, nephew, lay 'em down, blatt

Fuck 'em, better them than us, you heard me, 5?

We on that type of time

Bulletproof when we ridin' around, movin' 'round, ****

Big sticks

I been gettin' the racks off features, ****

On a jet, this bitch got wifi, send a hit through Facetime

Big ol' stick look like a guitar, **** know we rock out

VVS, my grill cost a check, ****, fuck a cookout

Catch 'em on that bike like lil' pappy, we got **** shook, huh

Big ol' pimpin', doin' 150 in this Trackhawk truck

Tryna keep up with VM, got **** fuckin' they paper up (For real)

Shout out YTB, you know that get back shit a must, ****

Bulletproof Escalade, this bullshit cost a Rolls truck (Woo)

In the trap house, day and night, Kid Cudi (Hoo)

Hide your credit cards 'cause he a scammer, oh Lord

When pimp was me on callin' me on Facetime to show 40

We had Nilly in the trap, goin' back and forth for 4 months, ****

Say you more piped up than me, then pussy, show somethin', ****

I was tryna find a house to cut the dope up, ****

Me and my main ho famous, ****, pipe ya bitch up, ****

Hide the drugs inside the house, she don't even know what her son sellin'

Testify, these **** rappin' and testifyin', guess I'm a different kind

I ain't nothin' like them other guys, I'd kill him if he mine

Well shit, I know this **** ain't mine and I know what I saw

And I'm out here actin' like I was blind, I ain't need no key to start

I'm in a rental with switches and glizzys and killas (Yeah)

I'm in the trenches, first **** play wit' me put somethin' in that river (Hoo)

In a Maybach like Rick Ross, this ain't Maybach Music

Net up 500K this month, **** think I'm lyin', they stupid (Woo)

Yeah, bitch, and I'm fresh out the trenches on a G5, you understand

****, know it's fuckin' vulture mob, could do or die, ****

If a **** play, nail them to the fuckin' cross ****

Bleed a **** buried by the fuckin' 11 ****, you understand

I'ma die about this VMB, you understand, it's in my fuckin' blood, ****

You **** ain't getting no fuckin' money like us, ****, you understand

The biggest in this bitch (Woo)

I'm on Adderall, pressure bust some pipes, I'm out here, payment on my heart

200K in a day, big 49, trap god

I know young **** who litter than this right back in the fort

Them **** thought we lost it (Woo)

All them **** that's gone and been forgot about, we ain't never forget about 'em

We on that type of time

Fuck who don't like it, we on that type of shit

Fuck who ain't with us, we on that type of shit

We fuckin' over everything that ain't with us

Yeah, for a fact (Mmhmm)