In That Mode Lyrics

Gang, stuck between this rap Still in the trenches tryna make it out

Stay down for all of this shit Took a few losses, but this shit had made me

stack that bread up, nigga This shit for my nigga doing time aye

Keep your head up, nigga In the feds, risked my life for this shit

Pussy try to take something, then you dead I be tryna keep my cool

But when I pop out, I see red Got too close up on me, up the pole

Whole time theses niggas fans diss me ones, can't give it you

But that's on gang, we get your mans When I sign my deal, back to the hood

Put a hundred guns in the south Nigga think shit sweet, okay

They cool now, hundred guns at the house I will taught , get the bread

Don't trust no bitch, I keep your mouth closed Shipping boat, do chill bags

hell nah these ain't no Doritos, nigga Pause, say lil' mama, you bad as hell

excuse me can I get your name? Get nigga face took off

While I'll somewhere lay back, kicking shit on the plane

I ain't got no chain, but when I get one, don't try me like no rap, nigga

Ha, ah, through the crowd, we clap, nigga

I been MIA just staying down , tryna get this shit in order

Fuck your gang and fuck your dead friend Pussy all up in that order

Shell catcher on the side of ARP, ain't find shit but his body

They want this gang, shit give it poppin' So many bad hoes in the lobby

Casamigo got me turned, I'm tryna sneak a hoe in the bathroom

Pussy pink just it like a pig, spin his block off in the wig

Say my young nigga name Tyga ,swing the Draco with the wood

He gon' hop out, chase a nigga now, that shit just overstood

That shit just overstood, save my young nigga name

Tyga swing the draco with the wood

Gang, drink up with the wood

Gang, gang, ayy, ayy

Stuck between these rocks, still in the trenches, tryna make it out

Stay down for all of this shit, took the fruit off

But this shit had made me stack that bread up, nigga

This shit for my members, do it tight, keep your head up, nigga

In the Fizz