In My Mode

I told everybody I called this shit, can't even let them boys hang around, they fuck around

Sink the ship

She wanna slide, I'm like you so fine, huh, let me think real quick

You couldn't be more wrong, man, them boys think that I quit, bitch, I spend a bag walkin

Down the motherfuckin' strip

She gon' bend it over, dance for me, I'ma have her strip what you want, baby, let's go

Shoppin', cover her in rick, paparazzi takin' flicks, how they catch me on this trip

Tryna hide from everybody, stay low-key in Saks fifth, took a tab and that's it, off two tabs of acid

Mama trippin' on me, tryna say that I'm a bad kid, now she know I'm workin', every day

I send her rackies , them boys said they wasn't fans for real, but why they track me