Airplane Mode Lyrics

Uhh uhhhh , uhh uhh uhhh uhhhhh

Uhh uhh uhhhhh uhhh look

Carti my wrist, still coming late though

Marni my fit, feeling like Shang Tsung

Shawty got them racks in by the Legos

Shawty got them packs in by the crate load

New coupe make the ceiling fly better hang on

And I called the shots no basketball

Chopped the top feeling like Rambo

Sipping red feeling like Kano

Finesse me a bankroll

Send a hit like Adolf

Cause nigga I'm Big Boss

223s same size as Rick Ross

Don't matter what the pack cost

Just know my boy gone sell it all

Nigga we can set it off

Have you catching bullets like Randy Moss

(Huh)

Niggas better lay low

223s giving out halos

Press the button this bitch ah get ghost

Sky Dweller and this bitch is two-tone

Ain't no hoe in my bones

I done seen the pack do tricks Mahomes

Need a M before I get old

These Niggas broke they repo'd

Let off 100 shots

Make the whole city hot

Make a nigga Milly Rock now I'm ot with the biggest knots

Feel like Future I got 20 bitches on the yacht MASSAGING ME

And I can fuck em all and send em they way

She say she want my child please

No UFC but I got Nero and Zay

They punching Ronda Rousey

Im off some shit that make you lousey

But I'm on P

I'm ridin round with blues , Jacksons and Grants too

You look like a stain you food

His diamonds made of glass see through

(Damn)

His diamonds made of glass see through

Ever seen 100 thousand in a bed

Me too