Mode Lyrics

Time to get in my mode

Telepathic through hoes

This boys really fold

Dam that shit getting old

Tell the kid that it's over

Yea yea

Warming up to this shit

Flame on it's a hit

Talking down that's a diss

You don't even get spins

Keep my head above rim

Dam

Seen the way that you moved

Can't get me out of groove

Nike Nixon so smooth

Heart beat it's bruised

Don't get it confused

I've been that dude

Since in them schools

I seen them lies

Said it was true

This shit so cruel

Yeah yeah

Now it's time to go savage

Folks asking what happening

Got time for no chatting

These pussys keep bragging

Glock 40 pants sagging

Hit shit bob sanders

These niggas are cancers

Chopper have em crunk dancing

Bad butch call me handsome

Fuckin her she a random

Yea yea

Now I'm back in my mode

Seen them breaking them codes

Bitches giving me throat

I was wishing you hope

The whole team stay a float

Couldn't fit in the boat

Now you drowning like so

Better learn to promote

This niggas are ghost

Ain't sharing your post

Yea yeah

Got me talking my shit

You ain't blasting on shit

Pulled your card you a bitch

Security guard switch shifts

NGE stack chips

Butch made run lips

Hit you do flips

Heaven next trip

Thought I was myth

More like Money Mitch

Yea yea

Got me moving real grizzly

Nike bout to drop strictly

Catching bombs cal ridly

It's about to get risky

You a mouse like Mickey

Nike being real picky

Hit her fast That's a quickie

I ain't shy got glizzys

When it's war it's a frenzy

Heart gone chest empty

Yea yea