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kombo - mode lyrics

[chorus]
yeah, pull up outside in ny for the show
two freaky b+tches, yeah i let em’ go
running outside with a bl!ck and a pole
your ass broke, you sipping on ‘dro
your ass broke, you never gon’ know
not no traffic, b+tch i’m on go
really i just got back in my mode

[verse]
had to cut them n+ggas off (bee)
b+tch, where the hoes at? (where?)
yeah, i’m rich, and i know that (yeah)
twin finna send them bows back
b+tch got a ass, then she finna throw that
know when i wake up, i get more racks
i cannot f+ck with snakes and no rats, yeah+yeah
i know what i did, and i said what i said, and i did what i did
off of the dome ain’t using no pen
a+all them hoes for not dropping that pin
b+tch, i don’t wanna be your friend
yeah+yeah, cause i know sh+t gon’ end
i make the money and ‘ply it by 10
t+that n+gga cooked, he fried off xans
b+bands in my bank, got that
fake for the gram, block that
say you gon’ crash, not that
he gon’ talk that sh+t and then hop back
b+b+b+b+b+tch like it’s scotch
you+you took her to ross
i+i+ice it k!ller frost
and i was in new york was chilling with eli, voss, and dxrop
i’m starting to feel like i’m lil pump in this b+tch, cuz’ i’m the boss
and when they see it’s me, yeah, yeah, yeah, they finna pull up and stop
and i just painted the benz, uh+uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, i’m p+ssed off
[chorus]
yeah, pull up outside in ny for the show
two freaky b+tches, yeah i let em’ go
running outside with a bl!ck and a pole
your ass broke, you sipping on ‘dro
your ass broke, you never gon’ know
not no traffic, b+tch i’m on go
really+really i just got back in my mode

[outro]
(bee)
(where?)
(yeah)

- kombo lyrics

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