"Wifi (produced by Calev) Songtext
von Khary

I don′t even wanna rap anymore
I just wanna like, tend to bees or somethin'
Fuck this shit

Nights die slow
I feel so alive, I′m like why drive slow?
I epitomize all the dice I roll
I'm just tryna stay connected like the wifi codes
Yeah


Playing chess and rockin' checker pants
Got them lines you see the tans
I do not work for the man
Last night felt like Woodstock
Came up on a couple bands
Don′t fall for that sucker shit
Nigga I don′t fuck with xans
I got too too many plans
I got few few really friends
My initials K.D
Bitch I'm not Kevin Durant
My girl from the eighties
Old enough to be my aunt
She call me a baby
Uhh
She still fuckin me though (ey)
Shallow girl but deep throats (ey)
From LA onto east coast (yeah)
It′s no wonder I get bad vision (damn)
All I see is C notes (ey)
I refuse to see broke (what)
I understand what I'm in (what)
I don′t need to repost (what?)
I don't need your two cents (eyyy)
I feel like I′m still rappin just for spite
I just wrote a whole verse I didn't like
It's aight, it′s a bird, it′s a plane
Nah nigga, issa knife
I be cuttin people off like I'm Chucky slashin′ white kids

Nights die slow
I feel so alive I'm like why drive slow
I epitomize all the dice I roll
I′m just tryna stay connected like the wifi codes
Ey


Intern on my shirt, I know you heard it niggas (heard it niggas)
They don't fuck with me, oh the nerve of niggas (nerve of niggas)
Little Bo with the sheep, I be herdin′ niggas (herdin' niggas)
Do it all in my sleep, I'm up early nigga, where′s your focus (what)
I can tell you niggas don′t really want it, it's not hocus pocus (nah)
I make it work, don′t work for a bonus
If I'm being honest (If I′m being honest)
Compete with myself, and I got no opponents (no)
Find out your freedom's upon us (yeah)
I do not want with you loners (nah)
I got pain all in my eyes
Purple rain all in the skies
Want my burger with my fries
Ain′t no consolation prize
Dope as fuck there's no disguise
Bust it baby like I'm Plies
But they say they′re on your list
Sorry, I don′t know those guys
They ask my influences, I just do this shit
Can't kill me, I′m on my Rasputin shit
Pull up like Cameron computin' shit
You gon′ pay me for that sleep in this taxi
And I don't think I need a reason, I′m gettin' even
Guess that makes me Shia LaBeouf, call me even stevens
TLC takin' meetings, yea yea
The Captains′ creepin′ (Captains' creepin′)
I come before the commas, boy you etcetera
The earth is fucking dying, I don't care about who′s better bruh
Rap niggas be lying, bitch don't tell me it′s incredible
On the road to zion, like Lauryn Hill on some edibles
Anybody greater or lesser can suck my testicles
If you catch a tiger by the toe, better call your hoe (brrr)

Yeah, better call your hoe
Ay, I don't even
Yeah, this is the part where I, can, can you
Can you bring in the, the Soundcloud rapper ad-libs? (yeah)
Let's go
Yeah, brrr! (Drive) Yeah, woo! (Ehehe!)
Yeah, woo! (Drive, woo! Eheheh!) Yeah, brrr! (Drive slow)
Yeah, woo! (Drive, ayy!) Yeah, woo! (Ayy! Woo!)
Yeah, woo! (Drive, ayy! Woo!) Yeah! (Drive slow, yeah!)