Yunq Haq - Airplane Mode Lyrics

Ahhhhh

Wooo
Hey!
Ya

Bouta put my phone on airplane mode
Please don't hit me up no no no
No! No!
Bouta put my phone on airplane mode
Please don't hit me up no no no
Noooo!

I wanna be stacking
F*ck a distraction
Pick up my glasses
Holy molasses
Now you see the vision
No time for slacking
I'm in the kitchen
Emeril Lagasse
I am too saucy
Chill with my posse
You wanna be balling?
You should just watch me!
Amateurs cross me
Handles too sloppy
I got the keys
But I be so locked in

Locked in locked in
Didn't have no options
Wrote my own doctrine
Now a youngin bossin
Flossing
Flossing!
Bitch I put my all in
Now they jumpin on the wave
Like a f*cking dolphin

So I put my phone on airplane mode
Please don't hit me up no no no
No! No!
Bouta put my phone on airplane mode
Woooohoooo
Please don't hit me up no no no
Wha?

So don't hit me up 'cause I told you i'm busy
Doing 120 on my way to the city
Pray everyday I don't get another ticket
But if Beanz start to race who the f*ck am I kidding?
I can't sit still
Bro you must be tripping
Gotta take a stand and make a f*cking difference
Parents came here to give us better living
Now i'm on board tryna get these digits

Are we studying at Dreiser?
Mohammed your stupid voicemail gets me every f*cking time
You're so f*cking annoying!
Call me back

So I put my phone on airplane mode
Please don't hit me up no no no
No! No!
Bouta put my phone on airplane mode
Woooohoooo
Please don't hit me up no no no
Wha?