Ape Mode Lyrics

Yeah!

I feel amazing

Diamonds on ma earrings

Iced out all my feelings

You know ain't playing no games

Ain't no Gameboy

You know ain't playing no games

Ain't no Gameboy

No games Madafucka

Only - Only paper

Peter Pipper Pizza

Wanna play with the big boys, yeah?

Fucking with no bitches

You ain't getting none, huh, huh!

Paper, paper chasing

You can cry alone, yeah!, yeah!

That's basic

So dumb!

I don't feel alone

Fuck, your feelings

I'm so done!

Going Ape!

Going Ape Mod, Ape Mod!

Going Ape!

Going Ape!

Going Ape Mod!

Fake, fake, fake, fake

Fuck the friends, friends, friends

Coming from the pain

I don't blame the weak and the saint

You all the same!

Pain, pain, pain, pain

That's a feeling I can change

Put the Glock on yo head

Then is bang, bang, bang, bang…

Bitch!

Say it to ma face

Pussy boy

I don't stole none

I got money in the bank

What the fuck is up, now?

Stray Rats

Like Marc Jacobs

I pray to God

So you can never see my face

And the bullets that I spray

On yo ass!

You broke

You mad

You can call me if you need the money so bad!

Pussy boy

Wanna taste the sun?

Pussy boy

Wanna taste the sun?

You broke

You mad

You can call me if you need the money so bad!

Pussy boy

Wanna taste the sun?

Pussy boy

Wanna taste the sun?

Let the tool out!

Let the, let the tool out!

Let the tool out!

Let the, let the tool out!

Let the tool out!

Let the, let the tool out!

Let the tool out!

Let the, let the tool out!

Let the tool out!

Let the, let the tool out!

Let the tool out!

Let the, let the tool out!