That Mode/Giant Amongst Men Pt MFN Two Lyrics

Turn me up one time to the max Cho

Let me dumb down the flow for those that act slow

I'm back bitches I'm back hoes

Ready for whatever I'm in that mode

Turn me up one time to the max Cho

Let me dumb down the flow for those that act slow

I'm back bitches I'm back hoes

Just to give you nothing that you ask foe

Ready for whatever I'm in that mode

Prepared for defensive and attack mode

Barricade back doors avoid back doored

Everything we doing is influenced by the trap code

Gas floored once we maps goals

Straps load for those that act toad

Got these haters hot cause my raps cold

Got yo lady twat cause you act broke

Pockets keep a knot that can not fold

I'm everything you're not and that's shows

I'm done being modest ain't to many solid

Most these hoe love gossip and they pussy garbage garbage

Cash above all forever bitch I'm locked in

Niggas hate for the simple fact I'm not them

Ma dukes always told me they are not friends

Dedicated to those praying I do not win

I been called it all besides Jesus of Nazareth

Slandered by a nasty bitch

Plus these niggas blasphemous

When you did like me

Ain't nobody's ass to kiss

Refuse to be asterisk

I Always have a bag to get

Cash all I'm clashing wit

I ain't never had enough

All my haters mad as shit

Actually they're mad as fuck

Mediocre flows

Recycled ass hoes

Wearing Dusty ass clothes

And they not even yours

Eyes on my feet like them Jordan number 3s

Where the fuck you cope those

Conversation full of boredom

Like Yo ass can't afford them

Less you get the busted ones with intent to restore them

Lames talk shit but in my face on my dick

So if I ever hear a dis that's the reason I ignore em

If it worth murder I exhibit good decorum

Feel my aurora

These niggas ain't shit but nothing

Dead weight

Therapy got my head straight

Rather give no fucks

Before shit give me a headache

Money stacked like wedding cake

Smoking on wedding cake

Certified freaky prepared to make a bitch bedding shake

Katrina dick damn her man never made her leve break

Stupid motherfuckas better smartphone google facts

I got straps on straps on straps

That'll push ya noodles back

I got a bitch from the Bronx that act like new new act

Use to be my man's but I can excuse a rat

Ain't talkin to no cops call my lawyer y'all can chat

Once discovery come back dismiss the case

Bitch that's that

Bitch that's that

Bitch that's that

Bitch that's that

Turn me up one time to the max Cho

Let me dumb down the flow for those that act slow

I'm back bitches

I'm back hoes

Just to give you nothing that you ask foe

Ready for whatever I'm in that mode

Prepared for defensive and attack mode

Barricade back doors avoid back doored

Everything we doing is influenced by the trap code

Gas floored once we maps goals

Straps load for those that act toad

Got these haters hot cause my raps cold

Got yo lady twat cause you act broke

Pockets keep a knot that can not fold

I'm everything you're not and that's shows

I'm done being modest ain't to many solid

Most these hoe love gossip and they pussy garbage garbage

Cash above all forever bitch I'm locked in

Niggas hate for the simple fact I'm not them

Ma dukes always told me they are not friends

Dedicated to those praying I do not win

Dedicated to those praying I do not win