Sport Mode Lyrics

Mr. Fat Racks

Ayy, put that thang in sport mode, baby giddy up

Wanna be my feets baby, give that chili up

You gotta stay down till you get your money up

Can I get 30 day run, let's go fuck em up

Put that thang in sport mode, baby giddy up

Wanna be my feets baby, give that chili up

You gotta stay down till you get your money up

Can I get a 30 day run, let's go fuck em up

Ayy, 10 days, 20 racks, now we goin' up

I just sagged the foreign through the trenches, got the rims scuffed

Whole gang at the steakhouse, shit look like a potluck

And I been hood rich nigga this is not luck

I just bust a big Benz, nigga off the lot, yuh

And it's A.O.B. nigga, all out the twat, yuhhh

Baby, this a big Benz, we don't drive no Hyundai

And you in the same position just like when I left ya

Broke and run down, you lookin' like a old town

I think your best option baby is to pay me now

She wanna choose up her old nigga let her down

The Boof way or no way I won't make you frown

Put that thang in sport mode, baby giddy up

Wanna be my feets, baby give that chili up

You gotta stay down till you get your money up

Can I get a 30 day run, let's go fuck em up

Put that thang in sport mode, baby giddy up

Wanna be my feets, baby give that chili up

You gotta stay down till you get your money up

Can I get a 30 day run, let's go fuck em up