Yung Wifi - Intro

Listen
I ain't tryna make friends, I'm tryna network
All they know is Wi-Fi's high, just like his net worth
I might go throwback and spend 30, that's just in journeys
Buy a chain that's so damn big, it'll make my neck hurt
I know your hoe's a gnat gnat, so I don't text her
She want me to come over, hit it raw like a wrestler
Bitch, I'm poppin' pills, I don't got a tester
Been high since grade 5, lil bitch, I am a expert
The city's best kept secret, I don't need the change, keep it
If this was the 80's, I'd be tellin' you, hit my beeper
Lil bitch speak on the business, I might hit it once, then I leave her
I got all my get back, so don't talk to me about retrieval
The realest shit that come out the 502 in your speakers
He who doesn't stand on business could never call me his peoples
We don't like police, they think what we do is illegal
Talkin' bout life is a movie, I'll bring your ass to the sequel

Written by:
Nicholas Shannon

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