Flight Mode

Yeah One Uh I ain't falling in love this summer I'm doing my thing this summer Firing hard so you better take cover This one's rocking like no other I ain't gettin' wrapped up this season Full speed when I put the keys in Lay flat while I lace this track Got bits in the back all touching and teasing I land in the private Step on a island The whole gang riding We super styling Girls beside me Damn, they look fine Want a table, a ocean Yeah, I'll buy them Dance all day then we hit DC Ten afters bottles 'cause the bottles popping (popping) Haters got a problem Silky's about to go mad, put the mic on I ain't settling down, it's the wrong time I'm here for a good time, not a long time (time) But I know when she blings that hotline Phone's on flight mode, sorry babe, offline (offline) 'Cause I'm too busy winning Marbella, Nikki Beach, chillin' (chillin') What you tryna do? I already did it You're mad 'cause I'm lookin' but I already hit it I'm a UK copper, Cali pack shotter (shotter) Ram rave robber, my top one's proper Name another rapper who pulled out a matchin' Bugatti and a helicopter She like "Silk, how you got so fly? Next time you're free, you should come stop by" (sorry, bye) Sorry babe, but I'm not that guy 'Cause I still remember when I was not your type I ain't falling in love this summer I'm doing my thing this summer Firing hard so you better take cover This one's rocking like no other I ain't gettin' wrapped up this season Full speed when I put the keys in Lay flat while I lace this track Got bits in the back all touching and teasing