NIGHTCRAWLER: In That Mode

Yeah yeah yeah whoa whoa whoa whoa
Yeah yeah yeah yeah this is a gang rocker
Run it up Perry yeah yeah cash in the air
So she know it's a go she wanting my time
I'm telling her no one of a kind I'm in that mode
Whoa all of us shine none of us fold
Ice on me blind yeah that boy cold
Back on my grind I'm in that mode
Whoa cash in the air so she know it's a go
She wanting my time I'm telling her no
One of a kind I'm in that mode
Whoa all of us shine none of us fold
Ice on me blind yeah that boy cold
Back on my grind I'm in that mode whoa

Yeah yeah might leave a stain cause I drip when I walk
Grab me some pieces when I'm in New York if get her time then n***a you chalked Whoa straight out the trenches and now ima boss ice in my grill when I talk
You see frost I got the sauce you n****s just washed whoa whoa
Cause I don't believe in no limits bitch we outside stay with a dime
Drop top you see us in it Scott Summers red lenses going up got the spot on fire Going crazy up in this bitch is you dumb we get it liver I need a milli
My diamonds be hitting my neck and my wrist they be coming to blows
She pickup them bands she ready to go she calling me him hit that on the nose
Ummm first come the money and then come the hoes
Came a long way from the lows but that's how that shit go

Yeah yeah cash in the air
So she know it's a go she wanting my time
I'm telling her no one of a kind I'm in that mode
Whoa all of us shine none of us fold
Ice on me blind yeah that boy cold
Back on my grind I'm in that mode whoa

I'm on that grind I'm in that mode I'm on that grind I'm in that mode
I'm living fast but I'm in control I need the cash all my hundreds old
Digital dash I fuck up the road I hit the dab I cough up my soul
I had the plan I reap what I sow I just stepped outside and fucked up my Off-White's
I told her to miss me with 2 or 3 shots it's a off night and playing with my gang
The same as playing with your life shorty been working on her physique
She known to keep it tight bout to do some online shopping I think
I'm fucking with the new Dior they don't even got the shit I like
Inside the Gucci store bitch think I'm bout to spend a bag on you look
How long you knew me for I just had to get shorty used to somebody telling
Her naw yeah

Yeah yeah cash in the air
So she know it's a go she wanting my time
I'm telling her no one of a kind I'm in that mode
Whoa all of us shine none of us fold
Ice on me blind yeah that boy cold
Back on my grind I'm in that mode whoa

I'm the big stepper I drip when I walk P.T.S.O. it don't matter the cost
Count the bag up I done turned to a boss Moncler bubble cop that in the fall
This shit get critical yes it is pivotal you know that we gotta ball only blue hundreds
When I'm in the mall heard they been talking been proving em wrong
Shorty the baddest fuck her to my song rock paper SZA I love her galore
Take this shit up to a whole 'nother level hitting the gas I been pushing the petal
Me, Ca$h, and Velli been certified steppers y & r bitch yes I'm young
And I'm reckless feeling Like Travis might rage in this bitch pop me a 30
Now I'm on some shit living life fast but a perc got me slow knew what it was When I walked through the door roll me a blizzy let's get to this dough
Been moving different I been in that mode cooking up heat it's just me
And my woes watching em close is they friend or they foes need me a platinum
I'm bigger than gold yeah yeah

Yeah yeah cash in the air
So she know it's a go she wanting my time
I'm telling her no one of a kind I'm in that mode
Whoa all of us shine none of us fold
Ice on me blind yeah that boy cold
Back on my grind I'm in that mode who
Cash in the air so she know it's a go she wanting my time
I'm telling her no one of a kind I'm in that mode
Whoa all of us shine none of us fold
Ice on me blind yeah that boy cold
Back on my grind I'm in that mode whoa



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Writer(s): Ryan Cox
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