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RomeHtx - Different Mode Lyrics



RomeHtx - Different Mode Lyrics
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Yea
Uh huh
Yea
I'm in a different mode
If my bitch get outta line I'm f*cking different hoes
Got no stylist switch it up im rocking different clothes
It's all bosses on my team but we play different roles
F*ck with me I'm bussing shots I'll have ya dipping low
Ain't nothing sweet I'm packing heat I gotta keep a pole
And if lil mama f*ck with me I'll leave her pigeon-toed
Stuff the rental with them packs I'm bout to hit the road
Break the bank fill up the safe I'm in a different mode
Okay
Versace frames I might see Medusa
Double Kupp I'm in LA I'm feeling like I'm Cooper
UNC's from Micheal J. look like a college hooper
I'm dripping Voss, Vandross bitch just call me Luther
Okay
Everything I do you know it's super
All designer in my closet like I know a booster
Take a look inside my eyes and you can see the future
I take the bitch and spread her thighs I'm bout to beat it looser
If it ain't money I ain't worried bout it
I run it up until I wake up in a new Buggati
I got love for all my real ones not just anybody
I leveled up, I stay alert, I'm not just anybody
And ain't no coming for my sack I'm rolling out the pocket
Take ya wig and push it back im pulling out the rocket
Big money truck its backing in I'm counting up the profit
Put some racks inside my safe and then go make a bank deposit
I'm in a different mode
If my bitch get outta line I'm f*cking different hoes
Got no stylist switch it up im rocking different clothes
It's all bosses on my team but we play different roles
F*ck with me I'm bussing shots I'll have ya dipping low
Ain't nothing sweet I'm packing heat I gotta keep a pole
And if lil mama f*ck with me I'll leave her pigeon-toed
Stuff the rental with them packs I'm bout to hit the road
Break the bank fill up the safe I'm in a different mode
Seven six five four three, young nigga I'm two turnt
Trying me you must be a dumb nigga light em up get him burnt
5'7 posterizing niggas got em thinking that I'm 6'5
5'7 ball above the rim get up on em like I'm Nate Robb
I'm activated like Actavis
Can't trust a nigga
Can't love a bitch
Chill nigga, I be laid back
These hating niggas on some other shit
Backwood three point five
Got me floating like I'm in a Mothership
I'm loaded up and I'm road running
In a minute ima take another trip
Gotta get mines when it's said and done I'll be breaded up
1st verse was chill one on the 2nd verse I then sped it up
Three years in a high rise everyday nigga I was headed up
Tryna take some of pie guaranteed leave a nigga leaded up
I ain't going nigga I got a kid to feed
Foot on necks and I took the lead
Get the money that's what I need
Thanking god that my cousin freed
I'm the last of dying breed
I'm putting on when it come to me I'm locked in
I'm making hits in every session best believe I'm in a different mode
If my...get outta line I'm f*cking different hoes
Got no stylist switch it up I'm rocking different clothes
It's all bosses on my team but we play different roles
F*ck with me I'm bussing shots I'll have ya dipping low
Ain't nothing sweet I'm packing heat I gotta keep a pole
And if lil mama f*ck with me I'll leave her pigeon-toed
Stuff the rental with them packs I'm bout to hit the road
Break the bank fill up the safe I'm in a different mode
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Yea
Uh huh
Yea
I'm in a different mode
If my bitch get outta line I'm f*cking different hoes
Got no stylist switch it up im rocking different clothes
It's all bosses on my team but we play different roles
F*ck with me I'm bussing shots I'll have ya dipping low
Ain't nothing sweet I'm packing heat I gotta keep a pole
And if lil mama f*ck with me I'll leave her pigeon-toed
Stuff the rental with them packs I'm bout to hit the road
Break the bank fill up the safe I'm in a different mode
Okay
Versace frames I might see Medusa
Double Kupp I'm in LA I'm feeling like I'm Cooper
UNC's from Micheal J. look like a college hooper
I'm dripping Voss, Vandross bitch just call me Luther
Okay
Everything I do you know it's super
All designer in my closet like I know a booster
Take a look inside my eyes and you can see the future
I take the bitch and spread her thighs I'm bout to beat it looser
If it ain't money I ain't worried bout it
I run it up until I wake up in a new Buggati
I got love for all my real ones not just anybody
I leveled up, I stay alert, I'm not just anybody
And ain't no coming for my sack I'm rolling out the pocket
Take ya wig and push it back im pulling out the rocket
Big money truck its backing in I'm counting up the profit
Put some racks inside my safe and then go make a bank deposit
I'm in a different mode
If my bitch get outta line I'm f*cking different hoes
Got no stylist switch it up im rocking different clothes
It's all bosses on my team but we play different roles
F*ck with me I'm bussing shots I'll have ya dipping low
Ain't nothing sweet I'm packing heat I gotta keep a pole
And if lil mama f*ck with me I'll leave her pigeon-toed
Stuff the rental with them packs I'm bout to hit the road
Break the bank fill up the safe I'm in a different mode
Seven six five four three, young nigga I'm two turnt
Trying me you must be a dumb nigga light em up get him burnt
5'7 posterizing niggas got em thinking that I'm 6'5
5'7 ball above the rim get up on em like I'm Nate Robb
I'm activated like Actavis
Can't trust a nigga
Can't love a bitch
Chill nigga, I be laid back
These hating niggas on some other shit
Backwood three point five
Got me floating like I'm in a Mothership
I'm loaded up and I'm road running
In a minute ima take another trip
Gotta get mines when it's said and done I'll be breaded up
1st verse was chill one on the 2nd verse I then sped it up
Three years in a high rise everyday nigga I was headed up
Tryna take some of pie guaranteed leave a nigga leaded up
I ain't going nigga I got a kid to feed
Foot on necks and I took the lead
Get the money that's what I need
Thanking god that my cousin freed
I'm the last of dying breed
I'm putting on when it come to me I'm locked in
I'm making hits in every session best believe I'm in a different mode
If my...get outta line I'm f*cking different hoes
Got no stylist switch it up I'm rocking different clothes
It's all bosses on my team but we play different roles
F*ck with me I'm bussing shots I'll have ya dipping low
Ain't nothing sweet I'm packing heat I gotta keep a pole
And if lil mama f*ck with me I'll leave her pigeon-toed
Stuff the rental with them packs I'm bout to hit the road
Break the bank fill up the safe I'm in a different mode
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Writer: Romeo Mingo
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: RomeHtx
Language: English
Length: 3:07
Written by: Romeo Mingo

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