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WI-FI

by KeyStoners United

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Yeah, I'm in the house Call me Cory Baxter Got me askin' 'bout that wi-fi password Got my shit encrypted like fat nerd Ask my shawty 'bout that wi-fi password Broadcast my death I was writing down my last words But couldn't figure out that wi-fi password What the fuck? I could never get the last word Got me tripping 'bout that wi-fi password ("I'm trying to use the phone!") You're out of gas, out of data, saying, "Get that dope man over!" Squatting at friend's houses, a mouse sniffing cheese for the trap Can I get a please for this crap? You're crypto-mining, laptop hands running around the world This generation's version of snake oil as soon as the water boils Can you lend a hand pitching the soil? I'm not a hacker, not a thief, not a scammer, not even in the driver's seat Always a passenger in this vendor Just a private message sender I don't got no sunshine to share I don't think people would really fucking care With that being said, let's get this bread Let's go outside, fuck this wi-fi Stream your life instead Yeah, I'm in the house Call me Cory Baxter Got me askin' 'bout that wi-fi password Got my shit encrypted like fat nerd Ask my shawty 'bout that wi-fi password Broadcast my death I was writing down my last words But couldn't figure out that wi-fi password What the fuck? I could never get the last word Got me tripping 'bout that wi-fi password Wi-fi connected, my rhymes perfect Why not accepted? My mics projected Limelight intended, fly high and get lit I don't pretend shit - I don't got too many friends nigga I had to cut the grass on the path that I would take Because I ain't had time for snakes We all hate the fakes, stay driven like a lake I don't need a napkin, feed you to the tigers, Carol Baskin This all facts, bitch, hot as a matchstick I stay lit and fighting like a Teen Titan But when it gets frightening, like a Raven You know I'm your favorite, I ain't praying Call the Lord Don't make me transform, like my name is Cyborg Take you off the grid, check off all the mids Always smoke the loud, I never smoke the reg Gotta get to 'em faster, Sonic Stay Brawlin' got the knowledge from the chalice Give me a challenge When I come through to town, they start clapping, because I start snapping Stay driven, don't need a napkin Feed you to tigers, Carol Baskin, nigga Yeah, I'm in the house Call me Cory Baxter Got me askin' 'bout that wi-fi password Got my shit encrypted like fat nerd Ask my shawty 'bout that wi-fi password Broadcast my death I was writing down my last words But couldn't figure out that wi-fi password What the fuck? I could never get the last word Got me tripping 'bout that wi-fi password Swerving in my Suburban with the hotspot, thinking you can connect? No, bro - You better not Swimming anywhere, I got the aux Bumping mad tunes loud, slow down, I'm riding dirty Flirting with these cops, I always got my .30 I saw some ops was lurking, so I deserted Skirted to the gas pump, I'm filling up, my face is numb Go to my phone to text the plug No service, so I went to the storefront Fuck, now my anxiety is going to intensify my high Acting real shy, slyly walking up to the teller What do I tell her? "What's that wi-fi password?" This shits getting on my last nerve I've been a real jerk, gone berserk since my mama fed me percs A lesson to a matured it's not easy to observe But ever since my birth, I've been shitting on this world That's the truth, where's the proof? It's hidden down in the depths of my roots (Down in the depths of my roots) Yeah, I'm in the house Call me Cory Baxter Got me askin' 'bout that wi-fi password Got my shit encrypted like fat nerd Ask my shawty 'bout that wi-fi password Broadcast my death I was writing down my last words But couldn't figure out that wi-fi password What the fuck? I could never get the last word Got me tripping 'bout that wi-fi password Yeah, yeah, yeah Grab that wi-fi password Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Got that wi-fi password

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