Ayo Bartz tell em
Yeah
I'm back in that mode
I'm back in that bag again
I already done gone loco
I done aced the test
How many trials and tribulations
Till you earned the rest
How many times can I be a dark horse
Coming back like a pest
I need that easy life
I need it easy
Fat blunt, with a bitch, slim waistline
She don't go church
I was born a sinner for real
It's a cold world
Mo money creates a crooked smile
Ain't that some shit
I had to runaway in the land of the snakes
I had to educate then adapt my place
Always progress, never regress
Took a long time but I found my set
Now we got hoes all on speed dial
Pulling up to the sets
F*ck you, tryna lil bro us
Bitch we still gonna flex
Yeah we the best
Woah yeah we the best
Like Lil Boat, it's us
Nothing more important than the fam
Nothing more cult like than the family
Nothing more I hate than some randoms
F*ck all them f*ck boys I can't stand em
Bout to go receive the whole game like it's CPR
It's a clear out
It's a stick up
Killing all these narcs
When the credits roll
Guarantee I would of done played my part
Like the Meta Quest, I done outgrown all that VR
Come back to the earth
I done just landed
Was in muddy water like Aquaman
Lately I'm outlandish
All I drink is Agua
Stick to my principles
Follow my Dogma
I don't like to listen to much to be real
I hate all the stigma
I'm back in that mode
I'm back in that bag again
Hol' up
I'm back in that mode
I'm back in that bag again
Hol' up
I'm back in that mode
I'm back in that bag again
Hol' up
I'm back in that mode
I'm back in that bag
Woah
She don't go to church hol' up
She don't go to church hol' up
She don't go to church hol' up
I'm back in that bag again
Ya dig