big yavo - back in that mode lyrics
[intro]
(lamarcusj all on the beats now)
(f+ck your producer, my beats is by meexhie)
uh, i’m on that— (why?)
ayy, this some player sh+t (what?)
this that—, this that f+ck a b+tch
[verse]
name ain’t khalil but i’ll mack a b+tch
everything i do, it be extravagant (extravagant)
when that rap slowdown, ain’t trippin’
i just order some more packages (oh)
back in that trap again (come on, sick ’em)
make ’em disappear, i’m talking ’bout magically (they gone)
and my diamonds fruit loop, different color (bling, blaow, blaow)
laffy taffy sh+t
where the sh+lls went?
i can not pull over, they might smell it (might smell it)
and i’m ridin’ with my lil’ partner, that n+gga hollerin’ (hey, hey)
how the h+ll he got a bump stock and two switches?
man, what you gon’ do with it? (thе f+ck?)
twelve hit the lights (d+mn), i hit thе gas (skrrt), then i went missing (vroom)
i’m gon’ keep getting it
y’all on that, they keep printing it (grrt, boom)
n+gga want me to lose so d+mn bad, but i just keep winnin’
chasing dreams like i’m meek milly (chase ’em)
please don’t think you a menace (chase ’em)
hop out, chase denice (chase somethin’)
christian dior stitching ’cause i stay sinning (stay sinning)
lil’ bruh ’bout dizzy ’cause he stay spinnin’ (slow down)
and i need to chill because i stay spendin’ (stop spendin’)
if i ain’t have bills, i’ll have eight+fifty (the f+ck?)
prolly have one mill’ (hold on)
these hoes, n+ggas love and i been laid up wit’ ’em (been)
and she ate me up, you went on a date with her (wit’ her)
just like webby, i’m her main man (i’m webby)
i can’t wait to cash out on a house, come with a made in it (racks)
like, f+ck a pool, that b+tch so big, i need a lake in it (big)
this big ass ‘wood inside the club, like i burned a sage in it (in it)
gallery department fill up my closet, you’ll think i’m photogenic (photos)
hold on, designer lenin, no footb+lls
hop out, diamonds hittin’, no cap
i don’t think a pilot inside a plane could get fly as this, no yap (no)
i don’t think a astronaut inside a rocket could get as high as me (he can’t)
ayy, you 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 stage, i closed my eyes ’cause i seen robberies (i seen a lot of them hoes)
i ain’t gon’ lie, i’m ’bout that green, more than d+mn luigi (oh, no yap)
i ain’t gon’ lie, i get off the floor more than a d+mn squidgy (okay)
sh+t on the floor right now, might pick it up and just go in neimian’s (oh, okay)
banana clips, lemon squeezin’ (what else?)
leave wells, go in regions (huh?)
green bay, i’m thinkin’ cheese (huh?)
g+locks, ar 15’s (d+mn)
arron rodgers and pat mahomes (they geekin’)
who the f+ck say trappin’ wrong? (who the f+ck?)
i be strapped at all my shows (i’m strapped)
n+gga reach, i’ll sn+tch yo’ soul (i’ma sn+tch it)
stay on the scene, it won’t feel wrong (no)
why these demons won’t leave me alone? (they won’t stop)
i can’t lie, man, i’m fighting these demons (i’m fighting ’em)
and i’ll still go hop in a demon
still’ll serve me a jay like steven (serve somethin’)
and you need to play yay on your speakers (you need to)
’cause i ain’t never gon’ mislead you (i promise)
watch your back, ’cause n+ggas be greedy (leaches)
steal your plate right after you feed ’em
hold up, i’m switching’ up the demeanor (switchin’)
ayy, i’m switchin’ up the procedures (switchin’)
been told ’em i’m dope, on point like a needle (point)
big chop, she sing like annita (sing)
get that pape’, stuff it in my tooloos (stuff it)
real in tools and nets (huh?)
two lines and a x, somethin’ ’bout that check (blrrrd, beep)
i need respect, n+gga
oh, he don’t know who i am? he get finessed quicker (finessed)
n+gga be on my page stealin’ drip, i really dress n+ggas (i dress ’em)
nino, that’s my cousin, he gon’ shoot, so that’s my step brother (step)
we walk through the club and kick sh+t, better have your best blowin’ (best)
racks might leave a money puddle (puddle)
you say “yay”, i run it up (run it)
pull up wide body growlin’ (glrrrd, hmm), that sh+t sound just like a tonka truck (hmm)
you ain’t gang, then you ain’t come with us
call the plug and tell ’em, “i need some more f+cking stuff” (weed)
took yo’ b+tch back to the crib and tell her, “baby, go get comfortable” (take her back)
back in high school, i stuffed weed inside my mama furniture (oh)
kick it off, i run it back, heard you a fumbler (i heard you a fumbler)
put this gun down and punish him (catch him)
catch him without his bl!ck, i bet that lil’ boy crumble up (ha)
run you down, boy, yo’ ass better not stumble up
run on, get out, get him
[outro]
haha+haha
keep that, ha
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