Testo JetWifi - Rob49 feat. Birdman
Testo della canzone JetWifi (Rob49 feat. Birdman), tratta dall'album Let Me Fly
- them - -, nephew, lay 'em down (blatt)
- 'em, better them than us, you heard me, 5?
We on that type of time
Bulletproof when we ridin' 'round, movin' 'round, - (whoo, yeah)
Big sticks, I been gettin' the racks off features, - (blatt)
On a jet, this - got wifi (yeah), send a hit through FaceTime
Big ol' stick look like a guitar (yeah), - know we rock out (brrt)
VVS, my grill cost a check (skrrt), -, f- a cookout (yeah)
Catch him on that bike like lil' Pappy (on my son), we got - shook, huh (yeah)
Big ol' pimpin', doin' 150 in this Trackhawk truck (yeah, in this Trackhawk truck)
Tryna keep up with VM, got - - they paper up, for real (- - they paper up)
Shout out YTB, you know that get-back - a must, - (yeah)
Bulletproof Escalade, this - cost a Rolls truck, whoo (yeah)
In the trap house, day and night, Kid Cudi, hoo (yeah)
Hide your credit cards 'cause he a scammer, oh Lord (yeah)
When pimp was me on callin' me on FaceTime to show 40 (yeah)
We had Nilly in the trap, goin' back and forth for four months, - (yeah)
Say you more piped up than me, then -, show somethin', - (yeah)
I was tryna find a house to cut the dope up, - (house to cut the - dope in)
Me and my main - famous, -, pipe your - up, - (yeah)
Hidin' the drugs inside the house, she don't even know what her son sellin' (yeah)
Testify (yeah), these - rappin' and testifyin', guess I'm a different kind (gang)
I ain't nothin' like them other guys, I'd kill him if he mine (yeah)
But -, I know this - ain't mine and I know what I saw (I know what I saw)
And I'm out here actin' like I was blind, I ain't need no key to start (yeah)
I'm in a rental with switches and glizzys and killers (yeah)
I'm in the trenches, first - play with me, put somethin' in that river, whoo
In a Maybach like Rick Ross, this ain't Maybach Music, - (whoo)
Net up 500K this month, nigga think I'm lyin', they stupid, whoo (gang)
Yeah, -, and I'm fresh out the trenches, -, on a G5 (we on that type of time)
You understand?
- know it's f- vulture mob, could do or die, -
If a - play, nail them to the f- cross, - (yeah, yeah)
Bleed a - buried by the f- 11, -, you understand?
I'ma die about this VMB, you understand (f- this -), it's in my f- blood, - (blood, -)
You - ain't gettin' no - money like us, -, you understand (gang, yeah)
The biggest in this shi' (shit, shit, whoo)
I'm on Adderall, mhm (alright)
Pressure bust some pipes, I'm out here, payment on my heart, mhm (gang)
200K in a day, Big 49, trap God, mhm (yeah)
I know young - who litter than this right back in the fort (yeah)
Them - thought we lost it, whoo (whoo)
All them - that's gone and been forgot about, we ain't never forget about 'em
We on that type of time
- who don't like it, we on that type of -
- who ain't with us, we on that type of -
We f- over everything that ain't with us
Yeah, for a fact, mhm
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Writer(s): Ian Brandon Lewis, Joseph Steele, Erik Baldovin, Thomas Robert Coleman
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