Lyrics:
My phone is out of DATA (Data Data Data Data Data)
Cellphone is out of DATA (Data Data Data Data Data)
My phone is out of DATA (Data Data Data Data
the memories of the rush, we find our grace
In the echoes of the city, our spirits abide
In the midnight rush, forever we ride
Phone in my left pocket
on
You're in the wrong key cousin
No, no, wait
Ow
I'm feelin' like I wanna put you in my data bank
What happened to that melody we had?
What if
the cartridge,
Big Data Moshpit
Big Data Moshpit
Big Data Moshpit
Bands on me blue,
That mean I’m buttered up,
I walk in like HIM,
My girl got attitude like
taking flight
Check the number's, the data's right
Astronauts on a rocket
Big fat knots in our pockets
Keys to da game, we finna lock it
Baby, they just
show
I sway like Stevie, initial TC
Just get to know me, where's my money tree
呢啲叫做節旋道
Rhythm melody and flow
呢啲叫做節旋道
Rhythm melody and flow
呢啲叫做節旋道
be telling that this ain’t love
nigga.
I be all up in your feed cause you like this (Uh)
You be using all your data just to type shit
I prolly thought
& Data
Fuel for the meta
Hides in your pocket
Dances with comets
Symbols on the screen
And digits to fold
Numbers on a stream
For machines to hold
They’re
She pretty like Jenna Ortega
Got everything she a walking bodega
Imprinted my mind like data
My heart beat faster Sonic and Sega
That girl make me
the conversations
Up when you gather, algorithm data
There’s panic in the chatter, scatter with the splatter
When I stab you like a dagger, while I’m dancin’ like
no dey let am dey get to me
I only focus on my music and my melody
And when the days are dark and my spirit is low
Me I no dey worry or jisoro
All I
Ow
Ow
Ow
My nigga pulled up in that new whip, ow
Kush loud could you turn it, down
Out of data need WiFi, now
Out of pocket with your wife right, now
mo ma'n fa
Ko de le she ko ma wa toro data
Many many friends quickly turned mi haters
They wish me bad just because I just want to hammer
She set me free
She lives inside these melodies
She lives inside the pocket of my jeans
She'll set you free
Set you free
She set me free
She
She set me free
She lives inside these melodies
She lives inside the pocket of my jeans
She'll set you free
Set you free
She set me free
She lives
up my pockets, Madiba
Fill up my pockets, Madiba
Fill up my pockets, Madiba
Ngeke, ngeke, ngeke
Ngeke nis'mele ngiyan'tshela
Ngeke nis'mele
Having someone there's better than being alone.
Alone, go it alone.
'Cause a pretty girl is like a melody
It hits you when you're awake, gets you when
of the data
Of day in and day out of life that I see
But I could never be a little Michelin Man
Who wants a putty and a simple bit of sticker
And then
Like Yeaaah -baker
Slice that bread on the scrapper
Grind all day for data
Man ill do anything for the paper
Everything to gain cause I got nothing
damage control
Eruption overload
Time to see what Dis body needs
I want dat
Chorus
Face Down(Just like dat)A** Up( just like dat)
Face down (just
I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
I am adding
And subtracting
I'm controlling
I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
I'm the operator with my pocket calculator
I am adding
And subtracting
I'm controlling
a couple days ago
Now oppositions mad, so when I see 'em I just wave hello
Yall niggas be hating man I swear that's what the data show
And still I just be
that you say on the net, we composite
To maps that go straight from
Your head to your pocket
Complain if you want
You're still making deposit's of data
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