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trenchrunner poodie - back in that mode (pt. 2) lyrics

[intro]
uh, ayy (drum dummie)
i’m back in that mode again
ayy
i’m back in that mode again, yeah, yeah
i’m back in that mode, ayy
i’m back in that mode, yeah

[chorus]
ayy, yeah, i’m back in that mode again
like f+ck all that rap, i’m back in the trap, i’m breakin’ down ‘bows again
they ask who the biggest, the people just voted and guess who they chose again?
we went on a l!ck and that f+ck n+gga snitched, knock him off, he won’t fold again, ayy
trunk full of bags, this pressure, ayy
we don’t pump gas, this tesla, yeah
n+gga get smacked when i catch him, ayy
five hundred cash in the dresser, yeah
told thesе n+ggas i’m a big dog
you can send your big dog, still gon’ stretch him, ayy
told thesе n+ggas i was lit, dog
better get your b+tch, dog, ‘fore a n+gga wreck her, yeah
[verse]
the gucci, the louis, givenchy and prada
the diors i’m rockin’ don’t come out this year
can’t hear what they sayin’
solitaire diamonds cost bands, eight+carat rocks in my ear
cartier diamond charm cost eight racks
rich shooter, sippin’ wock’ in the maybach
they was shinin’, i was grindin’, this is payback
when it’s smoke, we’ll go, we don’t lay back, ayy
i’m back on that, back on that
sit on the middle of the block with a glock and a sack on my lap
i’m back on that, back on that
bag it and weigh it and flip it and flip it, i’m back in the trap
i’m back on that if you be f+ckin’ with opps
ain’t no f+ckin’ with me, ain’t no givin’ me dap
i’m back on that on sight, i don’t fight, gunfight
that’s what i’m on, so stay with your strap
i’m back in that crackhouse, back on that last walk
back on that sellin’ exotics
i’m back on that f+ck bein’ humble
i’m back in that jungle, might catch me a body
i’m back on that f+ck sh+t
poodie got back with the shooters, they back on the molly
i’m back on that young n+gga sh+t
you can get your head split for dissin’ the projects
i been too official
been out here slangin’ my pistol
that’s what i told them n+ggas
guess they ain’t believe it
guarantee now they believe it
’cause i went showed them n+ggas
he rappin’ and cappin’
he ain’t ’bout none of that sh+t
time to expose these n+ggas
the numbers just dropped
they ain’t wanna bring ’em to me
so i really drove them b+tches
7.62s
beam and a light on the front
stock on the back of the stick
fifty+round drum
we gon’ hit his block and just bomb
switch on the back of the bl!ck
she know how i come
let it drip all on her tongue
but i’m on the back of them b+tches
these n+ggas ain’t bullies
they must think lil’ poodie a p+ssy
they got me back on that sh+t (the f+ck?)
[chorus]
ayy, yeah, i’m back in that mode again
like f+ck all that rap, i’m back in the trap, i’m breakin’ down ‘bows again
they ask who the biggest, the people just voted and guess who they chose again?
we went on a l!ck and that f+ck n+gga snitched, knock him off, he won’t fold again, ayy
trunk full of bags, this pressure, ayy
we don’t pump gas, this tesla, yeah
n+gga get smacked when i catch him, ayy
five hundred cash in the dresser, yeah
told these n+ggas i’m a big dog
you can send your big dog, still gon’ stretch him, ayy
told these n+ggas i was lit, dog
better get your b+tch, dog, ‘fore a n+gga wreck her, yeah

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