Moded

Wind me up
This that, who u fuckin' with
On that MC Hammer shit
Too legit to quit
Fuck you mean I got that sauce gene
Yo lady wanna dip
She did that and never told ya
Don't you feel Moded
Now shawty say she only wanna ride with me aye
Slidin' down the I-10 to link with my patna B
I might pull up to Coachella and buy up a whole P
Take it out to Arizona and smoke up the whole team
Bitch I'm rollin'

Ridin' round the westside dolo I'm in go mode ain't no stopping me
Vinci Golbetrotta I be driving by the water in the way down to LBC
Pull up on my nigga PayPay on the late late get to cookin' up that flame
I be on the mic bussin' like a AK better vacate clickclat bang
They use to call me CrookBoy the Gutta Guy I would wild out back in the day
Cleaned up my ways but a nigga wanna play I can show um' that it ain't no game
I been swervin' and swangin' and layin' the pavement Trail Blazing like Dame, Aye
Y'all fina know my name
Feeling like Rumpelstiltskin in this thang
Woah
Bad lil chick in the whip same color pecan pie lookin like
Woah
Say she gon' ride wit a nigga no matter how far I drive
Woah
She said her ex a bitch and I'm a sexy nigga so she made the switch like
Woah
Licked her sexy lips and all I heard is zip and she put her grip on my
Woah.
Head on collision, she bobbin' and spittin'
She turned on by a brother ambition
I tell her she listen, cuz' she see the vision
She a boss lady and down with the mission
Yea thats my baby, I'm her black daddy
I'm the only family that she gon' need
Something like a P, but more like G
She just love how I Be

This that, who u fuckin' with
On that MC Hammer shit
Too legit to quit
Fuck you mean I got that sauce gene
Yo lady wanna dip
She did that and never told ya
Don't you feel Moded
Now shawty say she only wanna ride with me aye
Slidin' down the I-10 to link with my patna B
I might pull up to Coachella and buy up a whole P
Take it out to Arizona and smoke up the whole team
Bitch I'm rollin'

Dropped shawty off at the crib
Headed to the studio bumpin'
Instrumentals tryna catch a feel
Praying to God I come up with somethin'
That's so fly I could flutter to the moon Kid Cudi
No gloom need something big sunny yea buddy
Lighten up the room when I'm in my groove
Pour up a lil juice off in my whiskey time to get loose
Open my mind and let my thoughts through
Pour out my soul put it in the pot
Stir up the stew and see what we got
Take a lil sip be careful it's hot
Taste good don't it bet you want mo'
Step off in the booth and let it all flow
Kickin' that shit like tae kwon do oh
Whaataaaah
Doing this shit since a youngstaaaah
I been on my grind like I'm fuckiiiin'
So you know damn well I'm comiiiin'
My lifestyle all or nothiiiin'
If I don't fly ima fall out the sky
Cant tell me nothing I dun made up my mind
It's goin' up that's on life my nigga

This that, who u fuckin' with
On that MC Hammer shit
Too legit to quit
Fuck you mean I got that sauce gene
Yo lady wanna dip
She did that and never told ya
Don't you feel Moded
Now shawty say she only wanna ride with me aye
Slidin' down the I-10 to link with my patna B
I might pull up to Coachella and buy up a whole P
Take it out to Arizona and smoke up the whole team
Bitch I'm rolliiiin'

Yo man
You don't know my life I'm rollercoastin'
Up and down muthafuck a lounge I gotta go fam
Shout out to my niggas rollin' with me on this road man
We gon' handle business till its millions in our tote bag
I said Yo man
You don't know my life I'm rollercoastin'
Up and down muthafuck a lounge I gotta go fam
Shout out to my niggas rollin' with me on this road man
We gon' handle business till its millions in our
Yea



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Writer(s): Shannon Alexander
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