[Intro]
(Aye CGM where you at?)
(Arena)
(Hxllxw, I hate you)

[Chorus: Wifi]
Yeah, yeah
Buy a bitch a Prada bag
In the Hellcat, fuck a Jag'
Why he goin’ out sad?
It ain't hard to feel the [?]
Get in this Tesla, goin' too fast
Took her to the island’s, flyin' first class
Boy actin' stupid, actin' too fed
Twin lets fuck it up, lets get a lil' bag
You can't never catch me no lack
Yeah them soldiers 'bout on that ass
He talkin crazy but he passive
Actually livin' the [?]

[Verse 1: Wifi]
Girl we in that Tesla, drive that bitch
He ain’t shootin’ shit with that dry ass stick
Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah, when I'm in the O’ I feel like Wick
Hellcat ain't automatic, yeah, I'm drivin' a stick
Percocet in my cup smell dry as shit
Offa them blue-blue-blue’s, yeah, I'm as high as a bitch
[?] on my roof we fly as shit
All my soldier's cary a tool like mechanics and shit
[Chorus: Wifi]
Yeah, yeah
Buy a bitch a Prada bag
In the Hellcat, fuck a Jag'
Why he goin' out sad?
It ain't hard to feel the [?]
Get in this Tesla, goin' too fast
Took her to the island's, flyin' first class
Boy actin' stupid, actin' too fed
Twin lets fuck it up, lets get a lil' bag
You can't never catch me no lack
Yeah them soldiers 'bout on that ass
He talkin crazy but he passive
Actually livin' the [?]

[Verse 2: Izaya Tiji]
I have that Glock on me right now, can't go out sad
Finna hit the A', finna hit Lenox, and yeah go pop some tags, yeah

[Refrain]
Got some money, they mad, yeah
Got some money, they mad, yeah
Got some money, they mad, yeah
Got some money, they mad, yeah

[Verse 3: Izaya Tiji]
Yeah, shooters they hop out the Rolls
Smokin' on opps, smokin' on bowls (Uh-huh)
Yeah, I like them VV'S on the choker (Uh-huh)
It don't take a lot to make n***as float
Yeah, opp ass n***as they doomed, choppa it came with a broom
We toting them flags they already know
And he want some of the money I think he a joke
Ain't no rapper shit, we get ya' knocked off, popped off quick (Yeah)
Crack that bitch down like a taco, Drac' on macho, bust that bitch (Yeah)
I need a Hellcat move too quick
And she want me to bust on her tits (Yeah)
You can't never catch me on no lack
N***a in my dm's but he ain't on shit
Strivin' for a Tes' and he strivin' for a Jag'
Strive for a bitch but I strive for a bag
Talkin' 'bout money now he all laggy
Lets go hit up Saks