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Ejengineering - Wifi (feat. El Doe) Lyrics



Ejengineering - Wifi (feat. El Doe) Lyrics




Im connected not plugged i live my life cordless
(Like Wifi)

Im connected not plugged i live my life cordless
Say what you wanted I'm taking the order
When you walking heavy you gotta keep it cordial
Niggas dying I keep it, I ain't even for it
Bro got a 9 so I stole him some corbins
Shopping for the rounds cause lil bro got a .40
Shit get realer it help you then pour it
Use to look for consignment but niggas ignored me
On the lookout for p's, double back if its shorted
Ain't finna play i got this from a quarter
Can't show no love so the juggs got extorted
Now I jugg behind a tints, I was walking down porter
Down with my bros im in deeper then warner
Niggas was toting to make it to morning
He ain't gonna spin he a real good performer
Your Thot mad I ain't pull ho ain't that important
Bags keep on moving, can't say ima a former
I Kept tryin shop but your trap out of order
Im Round the way everyday, money say he got thunder
He Sat on a diddy till he got his number
Stuck in dark my lil heart just plumit
I get the back end I don't play with no puppets
You going do what? But you using your knuckles
You going box bullets tryin look for a scuffle
Don't play wit me nigga, they'll throw yo u a repass
Aint no beef if its up then its up its going be that
Im out the of the in dark, I'm outside where you sleep at
Don't meet me in person and say you ain't mean that
Can't go back on my word if i said it I mean that
No more chillin in traps, I can't shit where i eat at
I ain't trickin with ho's I put her on her kneecap
Proceed to business bussed hits in that fleabag

The package came in and everything went accordingly
How to upgrade my bitch, My old bitch? She was boring me
I can't trust my device cause I think it's recording me
My plug stayed solid, man he never shorted me
Versace my steppers, no you can't afford it
Hit his girl from the back and you know I recorded it
Ain't talking about flea but we trap by the market
You can come shop cause the trap like a market
Rock band with the Draco you know that we rocking
Yung bull on custodian pull up and mop it
Stick in the club man they ain't even check
He a plug with a shortage? ain't got no connect
Fell in love with the pack when I met the connect
And my bro a real shooter hit nothing but (Swish)
N.E.T be my gang, they'll shoot at the net
If we spin and we miss then we gonna double back
Got a bitch and she suck me up just like a vacuum
We trappin at night, nigga look like a raccoon
That boy tried to cross me, I think that he's Christian
Ain't talking about jeans, I'm tru to my religion
Cartier on my frames I designered my vision
He say that it's beef, so the nigga got tension
EJ got the beam he's gonna shoot with Precision
32 in the stick I extended my clicking

I could never give a inch broker then a bitch
Then i got a bench but i had to pinch
Tryin to get a dollar, had the common sense
Lotta hit and miss when you from the trench
That Loyalty rare but i pay the expense
I keep that thang on me incase it get tense
Zo ain't tryin tote it if it don't extend
F*ck it if it don't, niggas still going spin
Tryin hit that lick? ima have you surrounded
Hitters around me nobody lounging
Fah fah fah fah
That ain't what they meant when they told him be grounded
Hit at the car so many bullets bounded
Big o'l M&P, it spit like fountain
I don't got no problem as long as I'm counting
I get these dollars I'm crossing the county
I really aint sleepin them niggas just vampin
Don't think I ain't peep him, I really was camping
I ain't serve no white Maranda I ducked mirandas
Trapped out a quack I poured 4's in a fanta

Aye EJ I pulled up they was ghost Danny Phantom
Left the trap with a bag boy I'm feeling like Santa
White girl! Unc he was selling that Hannah
Sando slide with the pump lift him up like a banner
If he tried to run down the glick will blow like a trumpet
I'm A1 with the hammer I still get a bucket
Heard the pigs on the block so the work Ima tuck it
He ran down with a 50 and ain't even buss it
Unc he got bagged with the hammer
Screaming free Freak that boy stuck in the slammer
She don't like how I talk she don't f*ck with my grammar
If the feds ask a question can't give them no answers

I sip the red rum, Nigga purped out he the dead one
Niggas muted for moving the lips, No! I won't say a word when the feds come
No occupation I'm in a vacant, I don't make excuses I made bread come
I don't even promo no violence but touch me or mine, nigga that's when I head hunt
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English

Im connected not plugged i live my life cordless
(Like Wifi)

Im connected not plugged i live my life cordless
Say what you wanted I'm taking the order
When you walking heavy you gotta keep it cordial
Niggas dying I keep it, I ain't even for it
Bro got a 9 so I stole him some corbins
Shopping for the rounds cause lil bro got a .40
Shit get realer it help you then pour it
Use to look for consignment but niggas ignored me
On the lookout for p's, double back if its shorted
Ain't finna play i got this from a quarter
Can't show no love so the juggs got extorted
Now I jugg behind a tints, I was walking down porter
Down with my bros im in deeper then warner
Niggas was toting to make it to morning
He ain't gonna spin he a real good performer
Your Thot mad I ain't pull ho ain't that important
Bags keep on moving, can't say ima a former
I Kept tryin shop but your trap out of order
Im Round the way everyday, money say he got thunder
He Sat on a diddy till he got his number
Stuck in dark my lil heart just plumit
I get the back end I don't play with no puppets
You going do what? But you using your knuckles
You going box bullets tryin look for a scuffle
Don't play wit me nigga, they'll throw yo u a repass
Aint no beef if its up then its up its going be that
Im out the of the in dark, I'm outside where you sleep at
Don't meet me in person and say you ain't mean that
Can't go back on my word if i said it I mean that
No more chillin in traps, I can't shit where i eat at
I ain't trickin with ho's I put her on her kneecap
Proceed to business bussed hits in that fleabag

The package came in and everything went accordingly
How to upgrade my bitch, My old bitch? She was boring me
I can't trust my device cause I think it's recording me
My plug stayed solid, man he never shorted me
Versace my steppers, no you can't afford it
Hit his girl from the back and you know I recorded it
Ain't talking about flea but we trap by the market
You can come shop cause the trap like a market
Rock band with the Draco you know that we rocking
Yung bull on custodian pull up and mop it
Stick in the club man they ain't even check
He a plug with a shortage? ain't got no connect
Fell in love with the pack when I met the connect
And my bro a real shooter hit nothing but (Swish)
N.E.T be my gang, they'll shoot at the net
If we spin and we miss then we gonna double back
Got a bitch and she suck me up just like a vacuum
We trappin at night, nigga look like a raccoon
That boy tried to cross me, I think that he's Christian
Ain't talking about jeans, I'm tru to my religion
Cartier on my frames I designered my vision
He say that it's beef, so the nigga got tension
EJ got the beam he's gonna shoot with Precision
32 in the stick I extended my clicking

I could never give a inch broker then a bitch
Then i got a bench but i had to pinch
Tryin to get a dollar, had the common sense
Lotta hit and miss when you from the trench
That Loyalty rare but i pay the expense
I keep that thang on me incase it get tense
Zo ain't tryin tote it if it don't extend
F*ck it if it don't, niggas still going spin
Tryin hit that lick? ima have you surrounded
Hitters around me nobody lounging
Fah fah fah fah
That ain't what they meant when they told him be grounded
Hit at the car so many bullets bounded
Big o'l M&P, it spit like fountain
I don't got no problem as long as I'm counting
I get these dollars I'm crossing the county
I really aint sleepin them niggas just vampin
Don't think I ain't peep him, I really was camping
I ain't serve no white Maranda I ducked mirandas
Trapped out a quack I poured 4's in a fanta

Aye EJ I pulled up they was ghost Danny Phantom
Left the trap with a bag boy I'm feeling like Santa
White girl! Unc he was selling that Hannah
Sando slide with the pump lift him up like a banner
If he tried to run down the glick will blow like a trumpet
I'm A1 with the hammer I still get a bucket
Heard the pigs on the block so the work Ima tuck it
He ran down with a 50 and ain't even buss it
Unc he got bagged with the hammer
Screaming free Freak that boy stuck in the slammer
She don't like how I talk she don't f*ck with my grammar
If the feds ask a question can't give them no answers

I sip the red rum, Nigga purped out he the dead one
Niggas muted for moving the lips, No! I won't say a word when the feds come
No occupation I'm in a vacant, I don't make excuses I made bread come
I don't even promo no violence but touch me or mine, nigga that's when I head hunt
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Writer: Elisha Boggs, Larry Rucker
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Ejengineering
Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: Elisha Boggs, Larry Rucker
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