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don modus - modus man lyrics

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[intro]
modus man yuh
modus man
vibin in the club, throw them m’s up
yuh yuh

[hook]
look who jus walked in, puffin on a pen
that boy in demand, and that hair white like the xan
is that modus man?
throwing all them bands, stunt like jackie chan, that’s my f-ckin man, i’m the f-ckin man yuh

[verse 1]
light up the wood in the back of a whip
facin it down to the clip
all of my denim is ripped
i got the gold when i drip

i need a pack of them reds, yuh
i needa duck from the feds, yuh
all of these thoughts in my head yuh
all of these thots in my bed yuh

[bridge]
told me to walk but i ran (ran)
told me to stop but i can’t (can’t)
putting my foot on the gas, going so fast, i need count up the cash

i’m gonna get me them racks yuh
i got a pound in my bag yuh
i’m gonna spark up the stash yuh
light up the cookie and dash yuh

[hook]
look who jus walked in, puffin on a pen
that boy in demand, and that hair white like the xan
that’s the modus man, throwing all them bands, stunt like jackie chan
that’s the f-ckin man, that’s my f-ckin man

told me to walk but i ran
told me to stop but i can’t
putting my foot on the gas, going so fast, i need to count up the cash

[verse 2]
cracking the seal when i sip
i need a break from this sh-t
call me a cracker but call me the ritz
i laugh it off when they told me to quit

know that i’m new but i’m also unique
i k!ll the flow when i hop on a beat
all of this gold on my t–th
hope it don’t melt from the heat

i don’t smoke no sweets
backwoods full of keef
labels think i’m neat
tell that to my team
tell that to my gang
modus be the gang

throw them m’s up, if you vibing in the club
throw them ms up if you smoking on a dub
motorola on me, always blowing up

[bridge]
told me to walk but i ran
told me to stop but i can’t
putting my foot on the gas, going so fast, i need to count up the cash

i’m gonna get me them racks yuh
i got a pound in my bag yuh
i’m gonna spark up the stash yuh
light up the cookie and dash yuh

[hook]
look who jus walked in, puffin on a pen
that boy in demand and that hair white like the xan
that’s the modus man, throwing all them bands, stunt like jackie chan
that’s the f-ckin man, that’s my f-ckin man

[verse 3]
i got that gas and supply, spark like the 4th of july, she got the light
p-ss me the dirty, i’ll mix it with sprite
shaking it up and i’m adding the ice

f-ck all the haters get out of my sight
throw on the gloves and i’m ready to fight
i got the ball and i’m dunking like mike
pressure make diamonds so give me the hype

all of this pressure to be great
boutta merge on to the speedway
all of sh-t is affecting my head
pop me a molly i’m crashing the benz

i don’t need no friends
all my friends are dead
paging grant and ben
iss the modus man yah

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