TRACK MODE lyrics
Intro
Oh, shit, what the fuck?
You called it
Oh my God
What the fuck?
Oh my God
Why did it reload?
I don't know how the fuck I hit—
She's got the swag
Oh my God
Boy, that swag is hard
Is there another word for merchandise?
Swag
Nobody listens to me
They don't care about me, ugh
Chorus
Put that shit on track mode, I took half an ounce though
I like spendin' money, only do it when I'm sad though
I got them blue strips, I like to stack those
I think she like me for my money, she a cash ho
If that's yo' bitch, then why the fuck she on me?
I just popped another Perc like I'm a zombie
Pour the pint, I think it got mе nodding
she said, "Get out the fuckin' lobby"
Verse
, she suckin' on a fuckin'
I ain't spеakin' to you 'less you talkin' pay
I got pills in different colors with the gang
Say they wanna be me, don't know what it takes
I want my cash and my checks, yeah
That boy keep a switch with a laser
Took it to my heart, need a pacer
Think I need a cut, not a razor
Bridge
Oh, shit, what the fuck?
You called it
Oh my God
What the fuck?
Oh my God
Why did it reload?
I don't know how the fuck I hit—
Think I need a cut, not a razor
Chorus
Put that shit on track mode, I took half an ounce though
I like spendin' money, only do it when I'm sad though
I got them blue strips, I like to stack those
I think she like me for my money, she a cash ho
If that's yo' bitch, then why the fuck she on me?
I just popped another Perc like I'm a zombie
Pour the pint, I think it got me nodding
she said, "Get out the fuckin' lobby" [You are my mate]
Outro
What?
Oh, let's go
Oh my God, oh my God
Oh my God, oh my fuckin' God
No way, no way you hit that
