Emerging from the contemporary rap landscape, the collaboration between Wifisfuneral and Al Benji explores themes of power, affluence, and resilience. The lyrics convey an unapologetic assertion of dominance over adversaries, utilizing vivid imagery of violence as a metaphor for overcoming obstacles. References to luxury items like "diamonds" and "Gucci" symbolize material success, reinforcing the artists' elevated social status. The recurrent motif of connectivity, notably through "WiFi" and technology, underscores a modern approach to asserting influence. The usage of whimsical analogies, such as comparing their prowess to well-known figures like Michael Jackson and Iron Man, enhances the portrayal of their self-perceived invincibility. Despite an overarching bravado, the underlying narrative reflects a complex negotiation of identity in a competitive environment where triumph is constantly pursued, yet never fully assured. The song ultimately embodies a defiant declaration of self-assurance and ambition in the face of challenges.
30For30
Lyrics
Mmm, yeah yeah, aye, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Aye, yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, oh, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah
Aye, yeah
Aimin' right at his top, pop his melon
He a opp, he a enemy, get him
Put on horns if you wan' see the Devil
He get hot, I'ma pop out this bezzle
I'm poppin' bands like this corn, bitch
No kettle
Kick to get salad, but this shit ain't metal
Slump like snake, we gon wack you a rattle
I might just attack you and
Keep it high fashion
I told you I ain't lackin'
I told you I'm savage
FN and hollow tips aim at apartments
I got that Nike check, lil' bitch
I'm joggin'
Tell the lil' broke ho, like please
Get off me
Remix that drink, get it out in the morning
Sippin' on so much, the sip that I'm coughin'
I'm with wifi so them bullets connect
Diamonds dripping, put a house on my neck
Walk with two Choppers, or I walk with a TEC
Little bitch, all I want is the sex
Good brain like she passin' a test
This ain't Nike but I stay with a check
Five bands and that's just for some Gucci
We're shooting opps, highlight reel
It's a movie
Bad bitch, and you know that she boujee
She suck me up, eat the dick like a smoothie
Aye, she suck me up
She ate the dick like a smoothie
Rap shit don't work
I'm back out stick it moving
Keep two hammers, Bob the Builder
I'm toolin'
Tell me, lil' nigga, who is you fooling?
Uh, who is you foolin'? Tell me who next?
The bullets they big, big as baguettes
She give me top, chop off the neck
I wanna rock, Michael Jack flex
Iron Man, 'cause the way that I flex
So much ice, frostbite on my neck
So much ice, you might slip when I walk in
Chest shots, would've thought he was coughin'
Bullets ripping through his chest
Just like he hopin'
Bitch, gimme head, I don't wanna hear talkin'
Ball on niggas
I ain't talking 'bout Spalding
Writer(s): Archangelo Fiumefreddo, Isaiah Rivera, Rosario Lenzo
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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