get in mode.
bow
(Nigga long live the real the real nigga)
mm,mm,mm,mm
Told the bitch get in mode if she off the lows
Got a lot of freak hoes in here on the pole
Said lil baby turn me up had to get in mode
Fire bitties shaking ass while I'm super thrower
why the fuck you in my circle you aint fucking wit me
I'm not gone lie i heard Jay had cracked your bitty
don't ever fuck with me lil nigga you ain't turn 50
shoot the ball score the game then it's buzzer beater
Like bow (like what), get in mode (get in mode)
freak bitch and she dancing on the pole
(on the what)
like bow, get in mode (get in mode)
like top, like yop get in mode (get in mode)
nigga we carry big sticks so you know that we got fat shit
big dracs, forte's what you need?
nigga you a eater so I know you gone eat
drive the stolid round line it was on E
Do they ass bad then run on feet
Tell all the opps get the fuck off my D
Knock a nigga out don't play with me
bow, bow, bow, bow, bow get in mode
Hit that shit get down on the floor
hit that shit man touch your toes, bow, bow, bow
(hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, what, hey, abow)
yea back on this beat nigga
yeah back on that shit nigga
nigga try to run from me we back on his shit nigga
nigga i don't give a fuck I'm going off the rip nigga
Opps said something bout Lil Trey I don't trip nigga
All I gotta do is get the money then dip nigga
yea, fuck is you talking bout
(Nigga long live the real the real nigga)
mm,mm,mm,mm
Told the bitch get in mode if she off the lows
Got a lot of freak hoes in here on the pole
Said lil baby turn me up had to get in mode
Fire bitties shaking ass while I'm super thrower
why the fuck you in my circle you aint fucking wit me
I'm not gone lie i heard Jay had cracked your bitty
don't ever fuck with me lil nigga you ain't turn 50
shoot the ball score the game then it's buzzer beater
Like bow (like what), get in mode (get in mode)
freak bitch and she dancing on the pole
(on the what)
like bow, get in mode (get in mode)
like top, like yop get in mode (get in mode)
nigga we carry big sticks so you know that we got fat shit
big dracs, forte's what you need?
nigga you a eater so I know you gone eat
drive the stolid round line it was on E
Do they ass bad then run on feet
Tell all the opps get the fuck off my D
Knock a nigga out don't play with me
bow, bow, bow, bow, bow get in mode
Hit that shit get down on the floor
hit that shit man touch your toes, bow, bow, bow
(hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, what, hey, abow)
yea back on this beat nigga
yeah back on that shit nigga
nigga try to run from me we back on his shit nigga
nigga i don't give a fuck I'm going off the rip nigga
Opps said something bout Lil Trey I don't trip nigga
All I gotta do is get the money then dip nigga
yea, fuck is you talking bout
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Writer(s): Tyler Sanford
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