Airplane Mode

(Chorus - Skramz)
Skramz Moss, numba' four, but I'm somewhere in your top ten
I'm tryna' run it up, while bitch, you ran up outta' options
That thirty wasn't worthy, so I had to bring the stock in
And naw', I ain't happy to see you, that's just this Glock ten
Now hold on, wait, it's feelin' different
If the feelin' ain't mutual, then bitch, go mind yo' business
Tried to warn you before it happened, but bitch, you didn't listen
Now you tryna' pay me back with your undivided attention
Now the Skramz next, I ain't really worried about your damn ex
He could get these hands first, and then he gettin' "BLAM" next
Sippin' lean, up on this flight I need some head-rest
"Can I fuck you on the same flight?" and then she said "yes!"

(Verse 1 - K33P)
Up, lit on this plane, got a lot up on my brain
Out here stackin' all this cake, cause' I been makin' all these plays
There's so much that I could say, but shit, I'm just tryna' refrain
Everything can change so fast, tryna' navigate this maze
Know I love it when you back it up
If I smack again, once ain't enough
You could ride with me, I'm in a foreign car
I be smokin' weed, this shit fast as fuck
We could do what you wanna' do, cause' you know that I got my money up
It's Snotty Nose Mafia, bitch, you know you can't fuck with us
Life be up and down, I'm smokin' acid, just some loud
I'm not around, they talk a lot, I'm there, they quiet as a mouse
I got a lot to get off my chest, I do not do this shit for clout
You just gotta' get off your ass, please, do not act like you don't know how
Every time I'm in that shit, she get to screamin' hella loud
She said she listen to my music, and she love the way it sound
Seen her in the crowd, and she was bad, you know I took it down
I'm from the town where you better run, if you see them spin around
Your bitch just hit my phone, said "where you at", she tryna' chill right now
I follow Skramz, in through the back door, bitch, you better not make a sound
You know I'm always tryna' run it up, even when I'm feelin' down
Really was trappin', you can't even talk, you ain't seen four hundred pounds
I never seen a cap and gown, look where the fuck I'm at right now
Lookin' at the view every single day, while I'm blowin' fuckin' loud
If that bitch lookin' bad, you know she gettin' torn down
She do everything I say, matter of fact, turn around

(Chorus - Skramz)
Skramz Moss, numba' four, but I'm somewhere in your top ten
I'm tryna' run it up, while bitch, you ran up outta' options
That thirty wasn't worthy, so I had to bring the stock in
And naw', I ain't happy to see you, that's just this Glock ten
Now hold on, wait, it's feelin' different
If the feelin' ain't mutual, then bitch, go mind yo' business
Tried to warn you before it happened, but bitch, you didn't listen
Now you tryna' pay me back with your undivided attention
Now the Skramz next, I ain't really worried about your damn ex
He could get these hands first, and then he gettin' "BLAM" next
Sippin' lean, up on this flight I need some head-rest
"Can I fuck you on the same flight?" and then she said "yes!"