All I feel is the beat and the pen
Grip a BIC like a squid I spill ink ‘till the end
I still link with my men, but the circle's smaller like 5, 6
Balance on my dick I'm taller
Wish this burner had an ID caller
Bitch keep asking about Tame Impala
I could show you loner, but my inner speaker don’t let shit in
I swear your mate I liked her, but I never called her
Nah I never called her

I’m tryna reignite my Ghost
I’m asking whose life I stole
Granny’s saying I should reconnect with God
But I be in church praying for the WIFI code
Bring ya man to the table, he can get fucked up
Bring ya cans if you're able you can fuck with us
I'm neither man, nor fable, nor the lucky one
The only man with a label still on Dublin bus
So leap off
I been dat boi since days of leap frog
You can play it safe or coy, it’s jeans off
Need a safe word for coitus, when we fuck it’s gorgeous
She mounts I'm hoarse from yee-haws

What’s the WIFI code like?
Baby what’s the WIFI code like?
What’s the WIFI code like?
Baby what’s the WIFI code like?
What’s the WIFI code like?
Baby what’s the WIFI code like?
What’s the WIFI code like?
Just hit me with the WIFI code like