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kormiletsky – flight mode (prod. by tosuaw) lyrics

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(intro:)
(yah, turn it up man!
yah, turn it up, woah!
yo, broski
can u just take these f-ckin’ pants off?
so
i just… i can’t see you with sh-t anymore
(yah, turn it up man…)
i want you to shut up! can you just f-ckin’ shut up?
i don’t really wanna talk to you, ok?
(b-tch i’m on the block, yah)
are you hearin’ me?
this
is
tosuaw)
b-tch i’m on the f-ckin’ block!

flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
fancy prada shawty inside royce
f-ck on that wh0r- so silently
blue racks and diamonds around me
if i’m on gucci, am i guilty?
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode

(verse 1:)
landin’ on you and
i wanna do bad things
yessir
i’m ready to give something unreal
lil thottie face like a diamond
(like a diamond)
gently gon’ cover it by my hand
(oh god, yah)
survivin’ life like it’s far cry
but all this sh-t looks so salty
i’m on tidal waves i’ma real one
and every fake guy gotta die, yah
(die, ah, ah, ah, ah)
applebees’s applebees’s applebees’s
strawberry sundae, vanilla daiquiri
dinna’s waiting for me, whip
dinna’s gonna be so lit
and i even’t got no sleep
yah, got no sleep
(i ain’t got no f-ckin’ sleep, b-tch)

flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
fancy prada shawty inside royce
f-ck on that wh0r- so silently
blue racks and diamonds around me
if i’m on gucci, am i guilty?
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode

(verse 2:)
flight mode flight mode flight mode
f-ck on that wh0r- so sielently
(violently)
you cannot rhyme this phrases
ate your f-ckin p-ssy like dino
i’m swimming in sh-t that i’ve made, yah
and blowing up when b-tches hate me
i pulled up on ‘rari like savage
then broke it and change it on phantom
ah

(flight mode, flight mode, woah)
(flight mode, flight mode, woah)
(flight mode, flight mode, woah)
(switch on to flight mode in 1…2…3…4
please b-ready to check your belts out
and go to flight mode)
(flight mode, woah)

flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
fancy prada shawty inside royce
f-ck on that wh0r- so silently
blue racks and diamonds around me
if i’m on gucci, am i guilty?
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode
flight mode

(verse 3:)
ate too much pills
now she’s over
i’ve broke up with my girl, swalla-whalla
trippin and drippin
it’s in wallet
grab all your sh-t
turn it off, bro
poundies are still so excited
to be in fire in bongs
then i’ll fly, huh
so much money i’ve spent on dam prada
when d-mn nike makin’ me flexed up, ah
yah, aye, yah, aye, yah, aye, yah, aye
yah, aye, yah, aye, yah, aye, yah, aye



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