IN THAT MODE Lyrics

We in the black big body Suburban, look like we own the road

Steady stealin' iPhones, fuck a pin, cuz I could crack the code

Bro been movin' state to state, he gotta go unpack the load

Fuck the bitch, can't do mean or medians when I'm in that mode

Fuck the bitch who ain't give me no mind, but she still gave me top

If I'm on my way up, tell me why, would I ever stop

You talkin' but ain't showin' any proof, boy, you doin' a lot

She is too loose, I don't know why you tyin' a knot

Fear of God's on, really done got me closer to God

I am not fat, but they ridin' my wave like Rod

Sometimes I wish that my life wasn't fairly odd

I might quit the rappin' and start scammin', yes, the bank fraud

Imma start the scam and write your whole account on one check

Tell her, hop off my dick, I only want neck

I might drive reckless, but bro, no, I won't wreck

Man, I am not a munch when I put on this Nike Tech

Yeah, I am not a munch when I go put on that Nike Tech

That is daddy's money, please don't show it off, it's not a flex

We don't drive the same, I promise you, I got a different spec

That's my sloppy seconds, I do not care if you with my ex

In the laboratory whippin' chicken like my name is Dex

Pressure comin' from every direction, start to feel the stress

Keep it pushin' that way till the day that we seein' success

We in the black big body Suburban, look like we own the road

Steady stealin' iPhones, fuck a pin, cuz I could crack the code

Bro been movin' state to state, he gotta go unpack the load

Fuck the bitch, can't do mean or medians when I'm in that mode

Fuck the bitch who ain't give me no mind, but she still gave me top

If I'm on my way up, tell me why, would I ever stop

You talkin' but ain't showin' any proof, boy, you doin' a lot

She is too loose, I don't know why you tyin' a knot