Quentin Miller - Airplane Mode lyrics

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Quentin Miller - Airplane Mode lyrics

[Intro: Quentin Miller] Trying some f**ing sh** Yeah, yeah 1317 2k god, yeah, 2k legend That is Quentin Miller, oh, uh [Hook: Quentin Miller] In the kitchen heating up the stove Moonroof in the ceiling, what it cost? Stewardess telling me we taking off Airplane Mode all up in my phone Would you please leave me the f** alone [Verse 1: Coolismac] Yeah, yeah, yeah She gon' give me that number let me bone And I ain't finna take her to my home We can hit the hotel, I'm living very swell In a ? baby, can't you tell? Pinky ring on, I am for sale You can bite this game, you can bite this game You gon' f** with my n***as, we gon' run that train All Nike on me, all Nike everythang Got damn, a n***a living very swell Your n***a living very lame Yeah, ok Pulled up in the building, how we living Baby girl we tryna stack that money to the ceiling Born Rich, 1317, new Nike Got them brand new Jordans and I wore them in the rain That's your b**h on me and she swaggin', ok Got your b**h on that carpet, take her shoes off like Aladdin Ok, flex up with me Nike fuel band and it cost 150 [Hook: Quentin Miller] In the kitchen heating up the stove Moonroof in the ceiling, what it cost? Stewardess telling me we taking off Airplane Mode all up in my phone Would you please leave me the f** alone [Verse 2: Quentin Miller] Same me, new conversation Haters wanna JFK me, sh** is crazy I ain't get your text, I was in the Hazy PCS no signal, but I feel amazing California, I was PCHing I'm from the A like Martin Luther baby You think you know what living is, but you clueless baby I push my Infinity like a new Mercedes Till I cop the new Mercedes Checked up everytime you see me New b**h bad as f** and she tryna meet up And she make a mean margarita Blue Raze with the special features New friends, I don't even need em' I'm doing things you can't even dream of She remind me on my 97' Preowned but I had to get it Quentin Blane making magic in this Motherf**er want a verse, I gotta tax bring your papers with ya They like, "Oh" [Hook: Quentin Miller] In the kitchen heating up the stove Moonroof in the ceiling, what it cost? Stewardess telling me we taking off Airplane Mode all up in my phone Would you please leave me the f** alone

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