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