E.T. MODE Lyrics

Got the money, and I got power

Bitches on me, (don't mean nothing to me)

Don't mean nothing

They don't mean nothing

Bitches on me, (don't mean nothing to me)

Don't mean nothing

She like boy who you think you is? bitch can Google me (check it)

Look around see all of these niggas trynna be like me

Mix designer matching my Étrange with some Louis V (woo)

Know she mine but she won't get no ring (no way) that's just c'est la vie

Thats just how it be (be)

Thats just how it go (go)

Bad lil thotty trynna smash me right inside the store (gotdamn)

Her nigga mad he see my name all inside her phone (oh no)

Say she love me, do she really? How I'm posed to know? (Ion know)

Line bang like I got dope but I'm just selling clothes (Clothes)

Bitch you know who world it is I got it tatted on me (Fo)

I'm feeling lil shawty vibe flew her out from London (Come here)

Took a while made my own lane ever since been running (I'm gone)

Perfect time been on my grind now I'm done clocking in

This week spent five thousand on my brand bitch Ion penny pinch (Bitch!)

She been trynna fuck all on my bands but she ain't getting a penny

Fed me lies, fed me to the wolves, & I came out vicious

Yeah

Ion even touch my bags I just let concierge

Étrange scarf wrapped on my body like I'm Taliban (rich)

Admit I got a lotta problems one is not a bitch (no)

Got in my bag & I took off I'm going astronaut

You do it big ok! well I'm gone do it extra large

Shawty wanna try the drugs I let her free of charge

I love the way them pearls glow put up my VVS (They glow)

We pulled up with pockets sloppy bouta leave a mess

I just got some sloppy toppy watching Kill Bill (gotdamn)

Got his bitch all in my bed trynna be a trick (Beatrix)(yuh)

Fuck a Tweet boy I ain't typing I'll send a blitz

Everything I drip is different I ain't blending in

Pray my Father God forgive me know I'm full of sin

Pray my Father God forgive me know I'm full of s-