Mode Lyrics

They done fucked up they done lemme get innat mode

Why would i spin the block if i got tens hitting up my phone

I'm on the road to riches even if i'm on my own

Don't need a helpin hand ima just get up innat mode yuh

Okay let's go

My shorty bang the five you know he put that shit on stone

I just got a play i do the work and then i'm gone

Put that money in my face i see the green and then i go

Bad bitch on my phone, telling me she love my song

I just hit a left and then a right i'm never wrong

Oh you want some pressure? we gon smoke it out the bong

Ooh, ooh I think she like me cause she know my money long

Got a bad bitch and she freaky she been stripping out the thong

Okay i'm riding through the city get a bag after a bag now

I just got a play i work it flip it get it fast now

Like a quarterback i'm throwing dimes to my mans now

And ima double back only for money i got bags now

They done fucked up they done lemme get innat mode

Why would i spin the block if i got tens hitting up my phone

I'm on the road to riches even if i'm on my own

Don't need a helpin hand ima just get up innat mode yuh

Okay let's go

You know I do the most

Pop out on these bitches i been shittin on these hoes

Cookin in the kitchen put the fye up onna stove

They like neeq, when you droppin cause the city getting cold

I put these hoes onna, hold

They tryna catch up with me, yeah I know

But i don't got no breaks always on, goo

I don't trust nobody why would i trust me a hooe

I can't go, yeah i'm good up on my own

Told that bitch to hit my phone, I fuck her good then leave her lone

Money good so leave me alone, hunnids blue got it on my own

They want neeq up on they song, and they like me yuh

They like me, cause I wake up with a bankroll

Monopoly, different colors in my bankroll

Out in Cancun, bitch you know I got them pesos

I keep a shooter and I bet he make you lay low

(Make you lay low)