Released: December 18, 2017

Featuring: Lil Skies

Songwriter: Alfred Lenahan Cris Dinero Lil Skies ​​wifisfuneral

Producer: Majin Nuez Cris Dinero

[Intro: wifisfuneral]
Hey Cris, fuck you
Lemme know when it drop, Nuez
Ayy, bitch I'm ripped, off the rip, mhm
Diamonds lookin' like a fuckin' glacier
Bitch, I'm ripped, off the rip, ayy
I got blonde hair, I'm a Super Saiyan now
Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, ayy

[Verse 1: Wifisfuneral and Lil Skies]
Okay, last year, I was broke as fuck and didn't have a cent (Okay)
Past tense, who my competition? I ain't havin' it (Okay)
Plot thickens, you could cut the tension with a knife then (Okay)
Jewels lookin' like it's hidden Ruby suicide, death
Suicide doors on the lamb, damn
I was on my Q's and P's, see, ain't no lacking shit
Cutting loose ends on my back and shit
Gotta cut the fat and get swole in this bitch
Yuh, bitch I'm ripped, off the rip, blow down the zip
Watch my kicks, watch how I kick (Huh)
Okay, dope move in motion, hold my pistol with no holster (Ayy)
If I'm lyin' then I'm dyin', two lines poured inside my soda (Ayy!)
Wifi back up on the block, ayy, dope all in my sock, ayy (Leggo)
I got it out the mud, well I drink mud up on the rocks
(Aye, aye)

[Verse 2: Lil Skies]
Last year I was broke (I was broke), this year a nigga rich (Nigga rich)
I'ma ride or die for my clique (My gang), you get one shot, so don't miss (Uh-huh)
I get jammed up, I won't snitch (Hell nah), you a fan, scream like a bitch (A bitch)
Quicksand, sink in a ditch (In a ditch), been a man since I was a kid (That nigga)
Pink molly got her on a trip (On a trip), drink lean, purple when I shit (When I shit)
Gettin' money, fuck a sneak diss (Sneak diss), niggas pussy, I can smell the fish (Bitch stank!)
Move Ps, like I'm gainin' weight (Weight), big beats like an 808 (808)
And I ball like I'm Hardaway (Hardaway), bitch try to take my heart away
Ayy, I just ran up in your trap (Yo trap), take work I ain't givin' it back (Hell nah)
Hit a block and you know I'ma tax (I'm taxin'), niggas hate, you know that's a fact (I'm factin')
I run it up, fell in love with the sack, she fell in love when I hit from the back
Ayy, I'ma touch her kitty cat, rough, dog in it, call me Max (Ayy)
Nigga, yeah, I been a threat, I don't give a fuck what you wanna do (Whatchu wanna do?)
We can pull up broad day, get you out the way, not leave a clue (Hell nah)
I'm my own man, fuck a rule (Hell yeah), give her good pipe like a tool (A tool)
Diamonds hit, lookin' at my jewels (My jewels), back then, trappin' at my school (Ayy)

[Outro: Lil Skies]
But that was okay to us, she was off angel dust
And she didn't know who to trust girl
Stuck in a fantasy, you are so dangerous
There is no taming us, we are too dangerous, girl (Ayy)
But that was okay to us, she was off angel dust
And she didn't know who to trust, girl
Stuck in a fantasy, you are so dangerous
There is no taming us, we are too dangerous, girl

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Isaiah Rivera (born March 20th, 1997), better known by his stage name wifisfuneral, was eight or nine years old when he saw the “Mo Money Mo Problems” music video on TV and had a revelation. The young Isaiah looked at his mother and “This is what I want to do, like, for the rest of my life.”

His father, who wasn’t in his life, had been a freestyle battle rapper in the Bronx. “I used to be mad when he used to call my mom,” Wifi recalls, “cause we wouldn’t have shit to talk about.”

He wrote his first sixteen as a kid and rapped it to his father over the phone. “I tried to use it as a gateway to get closer to him,” Wifi says. “But it didn’t work.”