Freak Mode
I'm with a dime rollin' up in the backseat
I don't give a fuck 'bout a bitch tryna @ me
I'm steady rollin' up grams it relax me
And I want 300 for the zip yeah I'm taxin'
I don't like the way she talk send her home in a taxi
My ex bitch like a lil' leech she so attached to me
16.7.13 yeah that's a P code
And I'm on a honey pack 'bouta get in freak mode
The bitch ain't let me, 'bouta sell her own soul
My brother boolin' at the beehive, that's the honey comb
And I'm on the seven with the Pris that's the P block
He say he PG put the switch on a tan glock
Lil' chico got a good shot
My red bitch make it pop like a cherry pop rock
I ain't never been a runner tell that nigga sell his own dope
Know these streets get hot know you gotta keep it heart cold
Know I came up playin' with that boot
Know I got tricks up my sleeve, you don't wanna see these moves
Givenchy sneakers on steppin' down the steps of my stoop
Walkin' up the stairway to heaven know I had to park my coupe
I swear to God the money make you feel amazing
Nowadays ain't no love in a bitch heart she consumed by hatred
Nowadays we live in a world of weirdos and fake shit
If I get a bitch heart I could make, break it or take it
I'm with a dime rollin' up in the backseat
I don't give a fuck 'bout a bitch tryna @ me
I'm steady rollin' up grams it relax me
And I want 300 for the zip yeah I'm taxin'
I don't like the way she talk send her home in a taxi
My ex bitch like a lil' leech she so attached to me
16.7.13 yeah that's a P code
And I'm on a honey pack 'bouta get in freak mode
I don't give a fuck 'bout a bitch tryna @ me
I'm steady rollin' up grams it relax me
And I want 300 for the zip yeah I'm taxin'
I don't like the way she talk send her home in a taxi
My ex bitch like a lil' leech she so attached to me
16.7.13 yeah that's a P code
And I'm on a honey pack 'bouta get in freak mode
The bitch ain't let me, 'bouta sell her own soul
My brother boolin' at the beehive, that's the honey comb
And I'm on the seven with the Pris that's the P block
He say he PG put the switch on a tan glock
Lil' chico got a good shot
My red bitch make it pop like a cherry pop rock
I ain't never been a runner tell that nigga sell his own dope
Know these streets get hot know you gotta keep it heart cold
Know I came up playin' with that boot
Know I got tricks up my sleeve, you don't wanna see these moves
Givenchy sneakers on steppin' down the steps of my stoop
Walkin' up the stairway to heaven know I had to park my coupe
I swear to God the money make you feel amazing
Nowadays ain't no love in a bitch heart she consumed by hatred
Nowadays we live in a world of weirdos and fake shit
If I get a bitch heart I could make, break it or take it
I'm with a dime rollin' up in the backseat
I don't give a fuck 'bout a bitch tryna @ me
I'm steady rollin' up grams it relax me
And I want 300 for the zip yeah I'm taxin'
I don't like the way she talk send her home in a taxi
My ex bitch like a lil' leech she so attached to me
16.7.13 yeah that's a P code
And I'm on a honey pack 'bouta get in freak mode
Credits
Writer(s): Rajeev Kapoor
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