Back Innat Mode Lyrics

Had to get out my feelings, bitch, now I'm back in that mode

Bullet gon' tear his ACL, call my gun D-Rose

I'll never switch up on my brothers, stickin' to the G-Code

You be on that childish shit, cut it out you too damn old

And I'm only 16 making millionaire moves, I'm a young tycoon in the making

That's yo hoe but she making me breakfast in bed, yeah she bringing me eggs with the Bacon

I might fuck around, have a ménage à trois with a pretty lil' Zoe and a Haitian

Knock a lame nigga out the equation

In a SRT drag racing

On the internet talking bout' how he gon' do this and that but he still ain't do shit

Ima crunch yo lil' dumbass dead in the mouth, now you walking around here toothless

I can't let these niggas know my every move, I be leaving all them boys clueless

Lamborghini Aventador roofless

Said you better than me, boy you foolish

Stars on my jeans they Amiri, look like American flag

All of these niggas my sons foreal, they better start calling me dad

One day I gotta stop trolling, I be making way too many people mad

I know some niggas that don't fuck with me cause' they know they girlfriend on me bad

Fetish for that money, bitch, I'm a benji lover

Ima go spend a bag on a blue Balenci puffer

Fuck her from the back then she squirted on the cover

I can't be replaced, oh no no no, can't find another

Diamond rings on every finger like I won the Superbowl (Woah)

I been making plays like I'm a floor general (Woah)

Shorty going crazy up and down the stripper pole

And I keep my guard so high cause' I can never trust a soul

And I never been a pussy, mama did not raise a hoe

Mad as fuck I had to stomp em' out, got blood on my fazos

I been locked in with that music shit, lil' bitch I'm back in that mode

I been locked in with that music shit, lil' bitch I'm back in that mode

I been locked in with that music shit, lil' bitch I'm back in that mode

I been locked in with that music shit, lil' bitch I'm back in that mode

I been locked in with that music shit, lil' bitch I'm back in that mode

Had to get out my feelings, bitch, now I'm back in that mode

Bullet gon' tear his ACL, call my gun D-Rose

I'll never switch up on my brothers, stickin' to the G-Code

You be on that childish shit, cut it out you too damn old

And I'm only 16 making millionaire moves, I'm a young tycoon in the making

That's yo hoe but she making me breakfast in bed, yeah she bringing me eggs with the Bacon

I might fuck around, have a ménage à trois with a pretty lil' Zoe and a Haitian

Knock a lame nigga out the equation

In a SRT drag racing

Ha, Blatt