2021
3:23
Official Music Video
Plane WiFi by Jay Critch
Lyrics & Translation
English
I
Yeah
Hey
I run it up 'til I'm out of breath, no lie
Flooded up, diamonds in the face, sore eyes
Sometimes I get high and you start to race my mind
Shawty, let's get connected, yeah, private plane Wi-Fi
Know a lot of niggas giving you the run 'round
I was used to bein' down but we up now
Brooklyn nigga, I was juggin' in my uptowns
Where I'm from, a lot of sirens and them gun sounds
Blue faces on me, that lil' bitch a bust down
You won't see me unless it's about some bust now
Gotta keep it with me, nigga, that's a must now
Shit get sticky, nigga, I can't let the [?]
I took down some obstacles up in the streets
I get as high as possible, no for this week
Used to think this shit impossible, it's just a dream
We gon' do whatever's possible to get the green
They was doubtin' me, I gotta give 'em hell
And my Brodie still be gettin' packs up in the mail
We gon' run it up until we tear our ACL
And I know they hated but I gotta wish 'em well
I've just put the work in, pray to God we never fail
Federal indictments, they caught Brodie with them cells
Federal time, I'm thinkin' 'bout Tango in that cell
Lot of situations but my niggas never tell
You not a real hustler, you can't get it by yourself
You say that's your brother, you ain't put up for his bail
Took a few losses but we got trophies on the shelf
Smokin' [?] and that water on me Michael Phelps (Ayy)
We could show you how to get a bag if you need help
I was broke, I gotta flex, like I just won the bell
Swear these bitches poison, man, they bad for my health
Watch out when you get some money, they don't want nobody else
Run it up 'til I'm out of breath, no lie
Flooded up, diamonds in the face, sore eyes
Sometimes I get high and you start to race my mind
Shawty, let's get connected, yeah, private plane Wi-Fi
Know a lot of niggas giving you the run 'round
I was used to bein' down but we up now
Brooklyn nigga, I was juggin' in my uptowns
Where I'm from, a lot of sirens and them gun sounds
Where I'm from, they ain't gon' never put them guns down
These niggas slimy, so my shooters sendin' slugs out
We was young and we was broke but we got buffs now
Told the game we goin' up soon as we touchdown
Let's ball out every season
'Cause the streets cold, so it made us all anemic
Free throw, now we make it look so easy
But my roof missin', have you seen it?
Too blessed, but I'm ridin' in that Demon
I'ma do the dash up on the freeway
I remember shoppin' off of eBay
They say we the hottest out of BK
You my junior, boy, you ain't gettin' no cheesecake
Money slow, I had to make it do the speed race
Still with my brothers and we rockin' out, no Green Bay
My shooters told me anybody could get erased
So I feel bad for anybody who in the way
Let them hate, let 'em make they assumptions
If I say you my brother, then I won't change for nothin'
So when we argue, that shit ain't 'bout nothin'
I run it up 'til I'm out of breath, no lie
Flooded up, diamonds in the face, sore eyes
Sometimes I get high and you start to race my mind
Shawty, let's get connected, yeah, private plane Wi-Fi
Know a lot of niggas giving you the run 'round
I was used to bein' down but we up now
Brooklyn nigga, I was juggin' in my uptowns
Where I'm from, a lot of sirens and them gun sounds
Spanish translations are provided by the LyricVerse team.
Spanish translation of Plane WiFi by Jay Critch
Plane WiFi* (original Jay Critch)
I
Yeah
Hey
I run it up 'til I'm out of breath, no lie
Flooded up, diamonds in the face, sore eyes
Sometimes I get high and you start to race my mind
Shawty, let's get connected, yeah, private plane Wi-Fi
Know a lot of niggas giving you the run 'round
I was used to bein' down but we up now
Brooklyn nigga, I was juggin' in my uptowns
Where I'm from, a lot of sirens and them gun sounds
Blue faces on me, that lil' bitch a bust down
You won't see me unless it's about some bust now
Gotta keep it with me, nigga, that's a must now
Shit get sticky, nigga, I can't let the [?]
I took down some obstacles up in the streets
I get as high as possible, no for this week
Used to think this shit impossible, it's just a dream
We gon' do whatever's possible to get the green
They was doubtin' me, I gotta give 'em hell
And my Brodie still be gettin' packs up in the mail
We gon' run it up until we tear our ACL
And I know they hated but I gotta wish 'em well
I've just put the work in, pray to God we never fail
Federal indictments, they caught Brodie with them cells
Federal time, I'm thinkin' 'bout Tango in that cell
Lot of situations but my niggas never tell
You not a real hustler, you can't get it by yourself
You say that's your brother, you ain't put up for his bail
Took a few losses but we got trophies on the shelf
Smokin' [?] and that water on me Michael Phelps (Ayy)
We could show you how to get a bag if you need help
I was broke, I gotta flex, like I just won the bell
Swear these bitches poison, man, they bad for my health
Watch out when you get some money, they don't want nobody else
Run it up 'til I'm out of breath, no lie
Flooded up, diamonds in the face, sore eyes
Sometimes I get high and you start to race my mind
Shawty, let's get connected, yeah, private plane Wi-Fi
Know a lot of niggas giving you the run 'round
I was used to bein' down but we up now
Brooklyn nigga, I was juggin' in my uptowns
Where I'm from, a lot of sirens and them gun sounds
Where I'm from, they ain't gon' never put them guns down
These niggas slimy, so my shooters sendin' slugs out
We was young and we was broke but we got buffs now
Told the game we goin' up soon as we touchdown
Let's ball out every season
'Cause the streets cold, so it made us all anemic
Free throw, now we make it look so easy
But my roof missin', have you seen it?
Too blessed, but I'm ridin' in that Demon
I'ma do the dash up on the freeway
I remember shoppin' off of eBay
They say we the hottest out of BK
You my junior, boy, you ain't gettin' no cheesecake
Money slow, I had to make it do the speed race
Still with my brothers and we rockin' out, no Green Bay
My shooters told me anybody could get erased
So I feel bad for anybody who in the way
Let them hate, let 'em make they assumptions
If I say you my brother, then I won't change for nothin'
So when we argue, that shit ain't 'bout nothin'
I run it up 'til I'm out of breath, no lie
Flooded up, diamonds in the face, sore eyes
Sometimes I get high and you start to race my mind
Shawty, let's get connected, yeah, private plane Wi-Fi
Know a lot of niggas giving you the run 'round
I was used to bein' down but we up now
Brooklyn nigga, I was juggin' in my uptowns
Where I'm from, a lot of sirens and them gun sounds
Plane WiFi (traducción LyricVerse Team)
Yo
Sí
Oye
Lo corro hasta que me quedo sin aliento, sin mentir
Inundado, diamantes en la cara, ojos llorosos
A veces me drogo y empiezas a correr por mi mente
Nena, conectémonos, sí, Wi-Fi de avión privado
Sé que muchos tipos te están dando vueltas
Estaba acostumbrado a estar abajo pero ahora estamos arriba
Negro de Brooklyn, estaba haciendo tratos en mis uptowns
De donde vengo, muchas sirenas y sonidos de armas
Caras azules en mí, esa perrita es una destrozada
No me verás a menos que se trate de algo que se rompa ahora
Tengo que llevarlo conmigo, negro, eso es un deber ahora
La mierda se pone pegajosa, negro, no puedo dejar que el [?]
Derribé algunos obstáculos en las calles
Me elevo lo más alto posible, no esta semana
Solía pensar que esta mierda era imposible, es solo un sueño
Haremos todo lo posible para conseguir el verde
Me estaban dudando, tengo que darles un infierno
Y mi colega todavía recibe paquetes por correo
Lo correremos hasta que nos desgarraramos el ligamento cruzado anterior
Y sé que odiaban pero tengo que desearles lo mejor
Acabo de poner el trabajo, rezo a Dios para que nunca fallemos
Indictments federales, atraparon a mi colega con esas celdas
Tiempo federal, estoy pensando en Tango en esa celda
Muchas situaciones pero mis negros nunca hablan
No eres un verdadero luchador, no puedes conseguirlo por ti mismo
Dices que es tu hermano, no te pusiste para su fianza
Tuve algunas pérdidas pero tenemos trofeos en el estante
Fumando [?] y esa agua sobre mí Michael Phelps (Ayy)
Podemos mostrarte cómo conseguir un bolso si necesitas ayuda
Estaba en quiebra, tengo que presumir, como si acabara de ganar la campana
Juro que estas perras son veneno, hombre, son malas para mi salud
Ten cuidado cuando consigas algo de dinero, no quieren a nadie más
Lo corro hasta que me quedo sin aliento, sin mentir
Inundado, diamantes en la cara, ojos llorosos
A veces me drogo y empiezas a correr por mi mente
Nena, conectémonos, sí, Wi-Fi de avión privado
Sé que muchos tipos te están dando vueltas
Estaba acostumbrado a estar abajo pero ahora estamos arriba
Negro de Brooklyn, estaba haciendo tratos en mis uptowns
De donde vengo, muchas sirenas y sonidos de armas
De donde vengo, nunca van a dejar caer esas armas
Estos negros son viscosos, así que mis tiradores envían balas
Éramos jóvenes y estábamos en quiebra pero ahora tenemos dinero
Le dije al juego que vamos a subir tan pronto como aterricemos
Vamos a gastar a lo grande cada temporada
Porque las calles están frías, así que nos hizo a todos anémicos
Tiro libre, ahora lo hacemos parecer tan fácil
Pero mi techo falta, ¿lo has visto?
Demasiado bendecido, pero estoy montando en ese Demon
Voy a hacer el dash en la autopista
Recuerdo comprar en eBay
Dicen que somos los más calientes de BK
Eres mi junior, chico, no vas a conseguir nada de pastel de queso
El dinero es lento, tuve que hacerlo correr rápido
Todavía con mis hermanos y estamos rockeando, sin Green Bay
Mis tiradores me dijeron que cualquiera puede ser borrado
Así que siento lástima por cualquiera que esté en el camino
Deja que odien, deja que hagan sus suposiciones
Si digo que eres mi hermano, entonces no cambiaré por nada
Así que cuando discutimos, esa mierda no es por nada
Lo corro hasta que me quedo sin aliento, sin mentir
Inundado, diamantes en la cara, ojos llorosos
A veces me drogo y empiezas a correr por mi mente
Nena, conectémonos, sí, Wi-Fi de avión privado
Sé que muchos tipos te están dando vueltas
Estaba acostumbrado a estar abajo pero ahora estamos arriba
Negro de Brooklyn, estaba haciendo tratos en mis uptowns
De donde vengo, muchas sirenas y sonidos de armas
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