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airplane mode - nic@nite lyrics

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[intro: kong]

this* this is where i say something cool over the song…
like a* like a rapper
d*mn, we really be making hits in our bedroom, that’s crazy
hol’ up*

[verse 1: kong]

been here for some weeks
tank almost on e
bag come wit receipts
they say talk is cheap
hol’ up
i don’t hear no peep
cans ain’t got no bleed
sleep mask givenchy
hear no evil, see no evil
all thats left is peace
hol’ up
split my hero wit my people
all my dawg gon’ eat
hol’ up
left that leash onward to freedom
pop said show my t**th
hol’ up
sink em deep until they see you
blue faces gon’ bleed
hol’ up
skipping z to stretch that green so*
[chorus: kong]

please don’t hit my line
‘lеss it’s ‘bout a check
i been on my grind
i done hit my reps
hol’ up
plеase don’t hit my line
‘less it’s ‘bout a check
i been on my grind
i done hit my reps
hol’ up

[post*chorus: childish gambino]

never catchin’ cases
why they faces look so e*m*o
breakfast, lunch, and dinner’s for beginners
u*o*e*n*o
never catchin’ cases
why they faces look so e*m*o
breakfast, lunch, and dinner’s for beginners
u*o*e*n*o

[verse 2: kong]
runnin’ runnin’ runnin’
runnin’ runnin’ runnin’
runnin’ runnin’ runnin’

looking for the come up
twenties, fifties, hunnids
tell that n*gga run it
marathin medals
ain’t no talking
it ain’t open for discussion (open for discussion)
poppa need to eat
momma need to sleep
bubdles keep ‘em coming
need it in abundance
since a youngin’, i been 101 and running
hustle pages out the lockers after lunches
serving n*ggas at the table by the dozens
finish ribbon with a duffle full of duckets
i really do this
i really do this
you f*ck with the movement, then watch how i do sh*t
or move or get moved, b*tch
gimme some room like*

[chorus: kong]
please don’t hit my line
‘less it’s ‘bout a check
i been on my grind
i done hit my reps
hol’ up
please don’t hit my line
‘less it’s ‘bout a check
i been on my grind
i done hit my reps
hol’ up

[post*chorus: childish gambino]

never catchin’ cases
why they faces look so e*m*o
breakfast, lunch, and dinner’s for beginners
u*o*e*n*o
never catchin’ cases
why they faces look so e*m*o
breakfast, lunch, and dinner’s for beginners
u*o*e*n*o

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