Go Mode (feat. Hellboy Rodd)

Uh, bitch, who really do it? We gon' see

**** say they got the bag, can't put twenty on the weed

I just send my shooter on him, mention he ain't want no cheese

I'm blood, he just wanna see one of y'all **** bleed

Cut dark as hell, naw, this ain't no Hennessy

Heard y'all lil' tape and also really want sweep

My white bitch just called, she wanna take me out to eat

****, you ain't from my hood, take your ass back up the street

Call my chop stick high tech 'cause it'd put your ass to sleep

Slap my bitch once, she squirted on me, thought that it was pee

Do a thousand in the air, ****, and I can't even see

**** payin' for the pussy, shit, I thought that it was free

Y'all fightin' cases, bitch, we fight demons

Forties stickin' out my pocket just so they see it

We gon' send them boys to church, but they ain't preachin' (For real)

Dress they ass in suits and they ain't deacons (At all)

I be stickin' on your crib, bitch, we ain't beefin'

Me and gang tryna get rich for the same reason

Jonboi on the track and Jose beat it

**** only stick around until you can't feed 'em

Bitch's dick sucked out, but I hate leeches (Broke ass)

My **** just said some shit that I ain't believin' (What?)

Like God made you, ****, so He hate Jesus

Never feared none of his creatures, every man equal (Yeah)

Everyone hatin', be your main people

**** storytellin', tryna change sequels (Liar)

Bitch, we in the game, y'all in them same bleachers

Bitch, it's go mode, you better change defense