KA$HDAMI – Wifi Lyrics

Wifi Lyrics – KA$HDAMI

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Man, I’m not with that ‘net shit
Wi-Fi, hop out, bullets connectin’ (Bop, bop, bop)
Whip out that Glocky, now he confessing (Gang)
Scope out that lil’ nigga, no, I’m not guessing (Gang, woah)
Double R, pushing the set, my profession
I’m EBK, I don’t give a fuck what you reppin’ (Buh, buh, buh)
Going to the top, nigga, I’m destined (Gang)
When I think about the G.O.A.T, I just look at my reflection (On, God)

Hold on, hold on, nigga, who you?
With a .5 on me right now, what you want to do?
I can run up that bag faster than you
Fuck around, add a drum mag to the Glock too (Grah, bah, bah)
Man, these lil’ niggas copy everything that I do
You hear my chain in the stu’ (On God)
I brought that pack with me when I flew
He flexing that Runtz bag, but it’s fu’ (But it’s fu’)
Put that boy on a plate for spreading fake fu’ (Bah, bah)
My twin got a Drac’ if a nigga come too
Red flag on that Drac’ and that bitch say “Whoop”
Red faced car, get you whacked by a blue
Choppa straining my arm, put the strap on it too (Shh)

Man, I’m not with that ‘net shit
Wi-Fi, hop out, bullets connectin’ (Bop, bop, bop)
Whip out that Glocky, now he confessing (Gang)
Scope out that lil’ nigga, no, I’m not guessing (Gang, woah)
Double R, pushing the set my profession
I’m EBK, I don’t give a fuck what you reppin’ (Buh, buh, buh)
Going to the top, nigga, I’m destined (Gang)
When I think about the G.O.A.T, I just look at my reflection (On God)