Airplane Mode

Album: Crabs in a Basket (2020)
Charted: 25
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  • (Zino Records)
    Yeah, yeah (hahaha, hey)

    Airplane mode to ignore dem
    Yeah, we up late so I don't fear dem
    I can't talk to the worker, bring the chairman
    Can't fuck with dem gyal, dem fuck bare man
    She asked if I got a gyal, I said, "How many?"
    How many man change? Too many
    You can get left back like Benjamin Mendy (uh)
    All she want is Fenty and cruise in the Bentley

    Uh, I ain't these rap niggas, I supply bricks
    I got three phones, one's for my side chicks
    So you better feel special if I let you in my life
    All friendly in the DM, that could never be my wife, uh
    She gettin' too attached while I need space
    Tryna turn this Nokia into a briefcase
    Chicks I got plenty, brums all them miles away
    I'll get there in forty-five minutes in this Bentley
    Pussy so good, got me comin' cunch
    I hit you from the back, like a sucker punch
    Been to your hood, your block sweet
    Used to have to stream the football now we watching from the box seat
    See 'em dyin' over chicks that I smashed
    For these bricks you could pay me in Bitcoin or cash, uh
    Ice City, NSG
    I'm busy but I'll shout you back when I'm free
    And that's never

    Airplane mode to ignore dem
    Yeah, we up late so I don't fear dem
    I can't talk to the worker, bring the chairman
    Can't fuck with dem gyal, dem fuck bare man
    She asked if I got a gyal, I said, "How many?"
    How many man change? Too many
    You can get left back like Benjamin Mendy
    All she want is Fenty and cruise in the Bentley

    I don't wanna sound too cocky
    It's sex, on legs when she calls me
    Chillin' with some mobsters, dressed like NSG not A$AP Rocky
    She wanna munch me like Teriyaki
    Stress free but I ain't free yet
    First it's my fears in my chest, yeah
    Backstreet Boys, you know we want it that way
    Dem man only shop on Black Friday

    These, broke boys prayin' on my down
    But I, keep it movin', you can't stop me now
    Bring the, Henny bottle when we touch down
    Yeah we, shut down and we get pounds
    See, I'm a star dawg, I smoke the best loud
    If I show my face, you gotta pay me now, yeah
    What's the point of bein' real when they all fake?
    I'm just tryna get this money, fuck being bait

    Airplane mode to ignore dem
    Yeah, we up late so I don't fear dem
    I can't talk to the worker, bring the chairman
    Can't fuck with dem gyal, dem fuck bare man
    She asked if I got a gyal, I said, "How many?"
    How many man change? Too many
    You can get left back like Benjamin Mendy
    All she want is Fenty and cruise in the Bentley

    Leave your bad vibe at home (leave your bad vibe at home)
    Don't fuck up my zone (don't fuck up my zone)
    And, yeah, crime's what we know
    But you can't blame us, grew up broke
    See tonight I just wanna have a good night
    She just want good vibes
    Far from your average hood guy
    Oh, na, na-na

    I'm tryna be the best me
    Tryna live my life all stress free
    But they wan' drain my energy
    So I protect you from the the mazz' G
    Now I feel a type of way
    And they say I ain't the same (nah)
    'Nother flight, fly, way
    Now that girl gyrate (yeah)

    Came a long way, looking back (back)
    Now the walls full of plaques
    Bet my teacher thought I'd end up as a likkle teef
    They were dead wrong, like my girl suckin' with her teeth
    I know that girl, she actin' like the Virgin Mary
    But she buss it open like a bottle of Henny
    I'm in Central, drippin' like a foreigner
    Speakin' money language or I ain't hearin', yeah

    Airplane mode to ignore dem
    Yeah, we up late so I don't fear dem
    I can't talk to the worker, bring the chairman
    Can't fuck with dem gyal, dem fuck bare man
    She asked if I got a gyal, I said, "How many?"
    How many man change? Too many
    You can get left back like Benjamin Mendy
    All she want is Fenty and cruise in the Bentley

    I told these niggas, Ice City goin' platinum, baby
    You got Ice City films now
    Got Ice City book comin' soon
    Ice City clothing
    While you crab niggas gon' be stuck on the block forever
    Shout out to all my NSG niggas, let's go Writer/s: Abdul Arowosaye, Amir Izadkhah, Ayodeji Mujib Shekoni, Courtney Freckleton, Dennis Mensah, Kesi Dryden, Kwame Abayomi Nunya Kwei-Armah, Leon Rolle, Matthew Temidayo Ojo, Patrick Brew, Piers Aggett, William Mensah
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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