Tweet Mack - In That Mode Lyrics

Tweet Mack
Tweet Mack
Chet
They heard Tweet Mack in that mode (Mode)
Brodie said, "It's gettin' cold" (Cold)
I be switchin' with the flows (Flows)
We be stickin' to the code (Code)
We lost it all he had control (Control)
Damn, that nigga should've played his role (What the f*ck?)
F*ck it stand right on the stove
Get shit goin' to get it sold
Niggas know that I can't fail
Don't believe that shit they told (I can't fail)
Told my bitches wish me well
Diamonds diamonds they like gold (Wish me well)
If its smoke we light the L
Yeah my wrist it be on froze (Light it up)
Free Ski Gundy out the cell
F*ck a half, I need a whole (Free the gang)
I'm the type to flip a load
Get shit kickin' that's my goal (Let it kick)
(Vroom)
Drivin' while I smoke an ounce
Run shit up add the amount
You the one that they ain't found
I got drip you can't pronounce
We ain't f*ckin' with these clowns
Real niggas don't make a sound
We just move out unannounced
We just pop up to your town, to your city
With the bitches that look pretty
All my niggas rockin' with me
Where your friends? This shit get picky
Everyday we get shit litty
Play it smart this shit get sticky
Whats the vibe I'm feelin' iffy
Where I'm from this shit get risky
Off my shot like f*ck this whiskey
Like for real you on a pill we pour up drink to let it spill
I get high to up my skill
I ain't got no time to chill (Bitch)
Yeah, I ain't got no time to chill
You ain't ready for this type of shit
Brodie in that Rolls, I'm in that cat I tell her shut her lips
She get out control your bitch got cracked 'cause you are like a bitch (F*ck up)
F*ckin' with these hoes you better not lack, you know how life will get (Life)
Heard you from the 4 to be exact, no we don't ever trip
They won't get my lo., like f*ck is that?
Tryna see where I'm at
Get shit steppin' like a frat
What you say about your tongue
You get stepped on like some gum
Go retarded we go dumb
You can tell just where I'm from
Shit get dirty I'm from the slums
Like f*ck you mean thats how you come?
That SRT, I let it hum
Grab the load gave brodie some
You outside just like a bum
How you feel, I'm feelin' numb
This type of gas f*ck up a lung
I got pull, the leash it hung
Even back when I was young
Closet like a Louie store
Niggas always hated wish they knew me more
That bitch on her knees I told her chew me more
We be doin' shit that she ain't do before
They heard Tweet Mack in that mode (Mode)
Brodie said, "It's gettin' cold" (Cold)
I be switchin' with the flows (Flows)
We be stickin' to the code (Code)
We lost it all he had control (Control)
Damn, that nigga should've played his role (What the f*ck?)
F*ck it stand right on the stove
Get shit goin' to get it sold
Niggas know that I can't fail
Don't believe that shit they told (I can't fail)
Told my bitches wish me well
Diamonds diamonds they like gold (Wish me well)
If its smoke we light the L
Yeah my wrist it be on froze (Light it up)
(Smoke Smoke)