Flight Mode - Tom Zanetti, Silky

Yeah

One

Uh

I ain’t falling in love this summer

I’m doing my thing this summer

Firing hard so you better take cover

This one’s rocking like no other

I ain’t gettin' wrapped up this season

Full speed when I put the keys in

Lay flat while I lace this track

Got bits in the back all touching and teasing

I land in the private

Step on a island

The whole gang riding

We super styling

Girls beside me

Damn, they look fine

Want a table, a ocean

Yeah, I’ll buy them

Dance all day then we hit DC

Ten afters bottles 'cause the bottles popping (popping)

Haters got a problem

Silky’s about to go mad, put the mic on

I ain’t settling down, it’s the wrong time

I’m here for a good time, not a long time (time)

But I know when she blings that hotline

Phone’s on flight mode, sorry babe, offline (offline)

'Cause I’m too busy winning

Marbella, Nikki Beach, chillin' (chillin')

What you tryna do?

I already did it

You’re mad 'cause I’m lookin' but I already hit it

I’m a UK copper, Cali pack shotter (shotter)

Ram rave robber, my top one’s proper

Name another rapper who pulled out a matchin' Bugatti and a helicopter

She like «Silk, how you got so fly?

Next time you’re free, you should come stop by"(sorry, bye)

Sorry babe, but I’m not that guy

'Cause I still remember when I was not your type

I ain’t falling in love this summer

I’m doing my thing this summer

Firing hard so you better take cover

This one’s rocking like no other

I ain’t gettin' wrapped up this season

Full speed when I put the keys in

Lay flat while I lace this track

Got bits in the back all touching and teasing