In Dat Mode
In that mode, on go mode I can't go too fast, but I can't go too slow
I'm in that mindset, I'm ready to run up a sweat
I'm ready to count up all these digits, gone and mail the check
and I know know that they be out here hatin', got no damn respect
So I just gotta think what's next, must remove the threat
And that's just me as an individual, i don't rep no set
But if a nigga play, best believe I'm at his net
Well, I be the Mr. of Mrs., and she know she wrong for that
Cause I be the type that'll clean some scissors
I swear I'm too grown for that, cause I'm not the type that's gon' compete with niggas
My mental's too strong for that, I swear that these demons be feelin' like blizzards
Yeah, yeah, I swear that these damn demons, they be feelin' like some blizzards
Swear I'll do it to a baby girl, she think I am a wimp
Niggas talkin', we gon' win again, and we might see it again
I just might just pass the friend a twin again, and he gon' win again
New revolver, dope for custody, so they keep on spinnin' it
Then they spin again, and best believe they gonna spin again
Huh, in that mode, huh, on go mode
I can't go too fast, but I can't go too slow
I'm in that mindset, I'm ready to run up a sweat
I'm ready to count up all these digits, gon' email the check
And know that they be out here hatin', got no damn respect
But I just gotta think what's next, must remove the threat
And that's just me as an individual, and I don't rep no set
But if a nigga play, best believe I'm at his neck
Yeah, it's game time, yeah, it's game time
Yeah, it's time for me to blow, know my name time
And if he try and take me out, I guess it's pain time
Cause I'm just tryna get these yards, I'm tryna gain nine
Gang, gang, gang, gang, she wanna kick it like Lucaine
I cannot save it cause I am not Bruce Wayne
I am so different, I'm feelin' like 2 Chainz
Ball can spin a sack, and we fuck it up, that's just a Gucci
All my hoes be bougie, big ol' booty, only carry Louis
Nigga talkin' shit, my life is dry, sorry, yeah, this shit a movie
I can't fuck your bitch because I'm lit, and I swear I'm too groovy
Uh, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
In that mode, uh, on go mode
I can't go too fast, but I can't go too slow
In that mindset, I'm ready to run up a sweat
I'm ready to count up all these digits, go on the mill to check
And know that they be out here hatin', got no damn respect
So I just gotta think what's next, must remove the threat
And that's just me as an individual, I don't rep no sack
But if a nigga play it, best believe I'm at his neck
I'm in that mindset, I'm ready to run up a sweat
I'm ready to count up all these digits, gone and mail the check
and I know know that they be out here hatin', got no damn respect
So I just gotta think what's next, must remove the threat
And that's just me as an individual, i don't rep no set
But if a nigga play, best believe I'm at his net
Well, I be the Mr. of Mrs., and she know she wrong for that
Cause I be the type that'll clean some scissors
I swear I'm too grown for that, cause I'm not the type that's gon' compete with niggas
My mental's too strong for that, I swear that these demons be feelin' like blizzards
Yeah, yeah, I swear that these damn demons, they be feelin' like some blizzards
Swear I'll do it to a baby girl, she think I am a wimp
Niggas talkin', we gon' win again, and we might see it again
I just might just pass the friend a twin again, and he gon' win again
New revolver, dope for custody, so they keep on spinnin' it
Then they spin again, and best believe they gonna spin again
Huh, in that mode, huh, on go mode
I can't go too fast, but I can't go too slow
I'm in that mindset, I'm ready to run up a sweat
I'm ready to count up all these digits, gon' email the check
And know that they be out here hatin', got no damn respect
But I just gotta think what's next, must remove the threat
And that's just me as an individual, and I don't rep no set
But if a nigga play, best believe I'm at his neck
Yeah, it's game time, yeah, it's game time
Yeah, it's time for me to blow, know my name time
And if he try and take me out, I guess it's pain time
Cause I'm just tryna get these yards, I'm tryna gain nine
Gang, gang, gang, gang, she wanna kick it like Lucaine
I cannot save it cause I am not Bruce Wayne
I am so different, I'm feelin' like 2 Chainz
Ball can spin a sack, and we fuck it up, that's just a Gucci
All my hoes be bougie, big ol' booty, only carry Louis
Nigga talkin' shit, my life is dry, sorry, yeah, this shit a movie
I can't fuck your bitch because I'm lit, and I swear I'm too groovy
Uh, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
In that mode, uh, on go mode
I can't go too fast, but I can't go too slow
In that mindset, I'm ready to run up a sweat
I'm ready to count up all these digits, go on the mill to check
And know that they be out here hatin', got no damn respect
So I just gotta think what's next, must remove the threat
And that's just me as an individual, I don't rep no sack
But if a nigga play it, best believe I'm at his neck
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Writer(s): Tajhon Allen
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