Back In That Mode

I'm on that wine

Hey, this some player shit

This that

Name ain't Khalil but I'll mack a bitch

Everything I do, it be extravagant

When that rap slow down, I ain't trippin'

I just order some more packages

Back in that trap again

Make 'em disappear

I'm talking about magically

All my diamonds fruit loop

Different color, Laffy Taffy shit

Where the shells went?

I cannot pull over

They might smell this

And I riding with my lil' partner

That **** hotter than hell is

He got a bump stock and two switches

Man, what you gone do with it?

Twelve hit the lights

I hit the gas and then I went missing

I'm gone keep getting it

Y'all on that, they keep printing

**** want me to lose so damn bad

But I just keep winning

Chasing dreams like I'm Meek Millin'

Please don't think you a menace

Hop out, chase Dennis

Christian Dior stitching

'Cause I stay sinning

Lil' bruh 'bout dizzy 'cause he stay spinning

And I need to chill because I stay spending

If I ain't have bills

I'll have 850

Prolly have one milly

These hoes **** love

And I been laid with 'em

And she ate me up

You went on a date with her

Just like Webby, I'll amaze ya

Can't wait to cash out on a house

Come with a maid in it

Like fuck a pool

That bitch so big I need a lake in it

This big ass wood inside the club

Like I burned a sage in it

Got an apartment, fill up my closet

You would think I'm photogenic

Hold on, designer linen, not football

Hop out, diamonds hitting, no cap

I don't think a pilot inside a plane

Could get fly as this, no yap

Don't think a astronaut inside a rocket

Could get high as me

Ay, know where I'm from

Gotta keep a K

'Cause that's just how it be

That's just how it goes

When I'm on stage, I close my eyes

'Cause I seen robberies

I seen a lot of 'em

I ain't gone lie, I'm 'bout that green

More than damn Luigi

I ain't gone lie

I get off the floor more than a damn squeegee

Shit on the floor right now

I might pick it up and just go in Neiman's

Banana clips, lemon squeezing

Leave wells, go in regions

Green Bay, I'm thinking cheese

G-locks, AR-15s

Aaron Rodgers and Pat Mahomes

Who the fuck say I'm trapping wrong?

I be strapped at all my shows

**** reach, I'll snatch yo soul

Stay on the scene and won't feel wrong

Why these demons won't leave me alone?

I can't lie, man, I'm fighting these demons

And I still gone hop in a demon

Finna serve me a jay, like Steven

And you need to play Yav on your speakers

'Cause I ain't gonna never mislead ya

Watch ya back 'cause **** be greedy

Steal your plate right after you feed them

Hold up, I'm switching up the demeanor

Hey, I'm switching up the procedures

Bitch, tell 'em I'm dope

On point like a needle

Big chop, she sing like Anita

Get that pape stuff into my toodles

Really a tool and nets

Two lines and a X

I'm 'bout that check

I need respect, ****

Oh, he don't know math?

He get finessed quicker

**** be on my page, stealing

Drip I really dress ****

Nino, that's my cousin

He gone shoot, so that's my step brother

We walk through the club and kick shit

Better have your best party

Blowing racks, might leave a money puddle

Okay, you say yay, I run it up

Pull up, wide body growling

That bitch sound just like a Tonka truck

You ain't gang you ain't come with us

Call the plug, and tell him I need some more funky stuff

Took yo bitch back to the crib

And tell her, "Baby, go get comfortable"

Back in high school

I stuff weed inside my momma furniture

Kick it off, I run it back

Heard you a fumbler

Put this gun down and punish him

Catch him without his blick

I bet that lil' boy crumble up

Run you down, boy, yo ass better not stumble along

Get out, get him

Keep that