Flight Mode

[Intro]
Yeah, one, uh

[Verse 1]
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

[Verse 2]
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

[Refrain]
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