Lyrics Airplane Mode - Nadia Rose

Na, na, na
Step with sauce (Sauce)
Came in with an entourage (Yep)
Squad step in (How we lookin′?)
Swag looking marvellous (Yep, yep)
Call police, somebody call the ambulance
Nobody can't call me dumb
I′m too nice, and my phone pon'
Airplane mode

I'm in a flight mode like aviation (I go high every day)
And I′m like no long conversation (I go high every day)
I′m in a flight mode, I'm inna my zone
I′m in a flight mode like aviation
Airplane mode!

Mi haffi have you on airplane mode (Mi gone)
Mi haffi have you on airplane mode (Mi gone)
No connection, no reception (Mi gone)
I'm in a flight mode like aviation
Cuh my phone deh pon airplane mode

Tick tock, ride it good, busting is the likelihood
Ya know me, do it to ′em like they never thought I could
But I did like I knew I would
OG's looking like I won, like I won gold
Brought it home on the lottery
Drinks on me, but I still slap a bitch
Get it done quick, can′t be talking like you're on to me
I'm OT, I′m on stuff, I′m too much
But my granny and my aunty dem uh say I'm too ′nuff
Maybe suh, maybe true
That's why they sticked to me mad just like crazy glue
Yep, that′s how ya gwan? Maybe suh
Had the hotline blinging from pay as you go
Now mi outta reach, gon' a beach
Have mi phone der pon airplane mode
Ya can′t ring me!