WIFI LIT Songtext
von Future

Zaytoven
Woah, woah, woah

Gone in the sky, over 20,000
I keep my wifi lit
I spend over 5,000, that′s just on one fit
I'm not going back no more when I ain′t have shit
Pray I get a new connect, pray I get a brick


I leave a bitch in the cold, oh
I don't act poor no more
I left her sitting at the Loews, oh
'Cause she wasn′t touching her toes, no
I′m on some rich nigga shit
It's all about rich nigga timing
Fully loaded whip
I′m gone curve you kindness
I'm in Hermes drip, not in the store, you can′t find it
I got stacks on me and they won't fit no wallet
I got Gucci socks on me and money in every pocket
I got Burberry seats, the color teriyaki
I′m on another wave
Cut the head off the Porsche
Running with a pack of wolves, ain't no extorting
VIP with 8 K's, very important
Always riding with a gas torch
Always riding with a mask
Young nigga playing with a pinky ring
Cost over 500 bags
Already know your homie singing
They ′bout to get him wacked
Soon as you let up, relax
That′s when they waiting to attack
Platinum majority of the plaques
Striking it off like a match

Gone in the sky, over 20,000
I keep my wifi lit
I spend over 5,000, that's just on one fit
I′m not going back no more when I ain't have shit
Pray I get a new connect, pray I get a brick


You came from public housing
You serving hand to hand, oh
You got that good salmon,
And smoking it fresh out the can
You know how to stir your bowl up
You know how to flip your bands
I′m bout to go take 200,000, just to go shop in Japan
I know the opps they thinking foul
We 'bout to take out they mans
We got to make some bullets shower
Show you we ain′t playing
You gon' smell this gun powder
it's gone make you dance
I′ve been counting it up for hour
Done cramped my hands

Gone in the sky, over 20,000
I keep my wifi lit
I spend over 5,000, that′s just on one fit
I'm not going back no more when I ain′t have shit
Pray I get a new connect, pray I get a brick

Wifi lit, woah, woah, whoa
Wifi lit
Master bitch, woah, woah, whoa
That's an assist
Cooking grits, woah, woah, whoa
Have a chicken
Fuck your clique, woah woah, whoa
Got them sticks

Wifi lit, wifi lit
Wifi lit
Wifi lit
Wifi lit
Wifi lit
Wifi lit
Wifi lit
Wifi lit
Wifi lit
(Auntie, auntie)

Wifi lit, woah, woah, whoa
Wifi lit
(Shoutout to Lil Mexico, Kirkwood)
Master bitch, woah, woah, whoa
That′s an assist
(Auntie, auntie)
Cooking grits, woah, woah, whoa
(JB, know I mean)
Have a chicken
Fuck your clique, woah woah, whoa
Got them sticks

Let's go!