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Mode Video (MV)




Performed By: Wizz Havinn
Language: English
Length: 1:47
Written by: Tareek Williams




Wizz Havinn - Mode Lyrics
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(DDot cold as a motherf*cker, on God)
Uh
Nigga, nigga
Nigga, uh
Nigga
Uh, uh (f*ck)
Uh, uh
Nigga

Gettin' money, servin' glee like the nigga off Tippie Toe (Tippie Toe)
Set the play up for my dog, call that shit a pick and roll (pick and roll)
When I'm with B, I'm havin' my way, nigga, I go to pickin' hoes (I'm pickin' hoes)
I want VVs, but I'm from Florida, nigga, I can't skip the golds (can't skip the golds)
They sent a hundred, most of 'em lookin' ugly, gotta pick over the load (pick over the load)
Niggas ain't no real roadrunners, they don't be hittin' the road (hittin' the road)
Them crackers gave me a slap on the wrist, but now I'ma get it froze (I'ma get it froze)
Every day, I'm in that mode, wake up, get some shit sold (uh)

Raise the price up, nigga, this shit higher than Daisy Dukes (nigga)
I'll go in a nigga shit, I ain't got time for no dispute (baow, baow)
Top back, that's the only way she she eat me in the coupe
I ain't hesitate when I up it, nigga, I'ma let it lose (brr)
It ain't a lot of niggas like me, man, I swear it's only a few (it's only a handful)
I ain't doin' all that talkin', get in the trap, make some moves
Put my young niggas on a drill, them boys spinnin', DJ Screw
Bitch, you know that I'm the one, so don't even try me like I'm two (bitch)

Gettin' money, servin' glee like the nigga off Tippie Toe (Tippie Toe)
Set the play up for my dog, call that shit a pick and roll (pick and roll)
When I'm with B, I'm havin' my way, nigga, I go to pickin' hoes (I'm pickin' hoes)
I want VVs, but I'm from Florida, nigga, I can't skip the golds (can't skip the golds)
They sent a hundred, most of 'em lookin' ugly, gotta pick over the load (pick over the load)
Niggas ain't no real roadrunners, they don't be hittin' the road (hittin' the road)
Them crackers gave me a slap on the wrist, but now I'ma get it froze (I'ma get it froze)
Every day, I'm in that mode, wake up, get some shit sold (brr)

Nigga
Nigga, uh
Nigga
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English

(DDot cold as a motherf*cker, on God)
Uh
Nigga, nigga
Nigga, uh
Nigga
Uh, uh (f*ck)
Uh, uh
Nigga

Gettin' money, servin' glee like the nigga off Tippie Toe (Tippie Toe)
Set the play up for my dog, call that shit a pick and roll (pick and roll)
When I'm with B, I'm havin' my way, nigga, I go to pickin' hoes (I'm pickin' hoes)
I want VVs, but I'm from Florida, nigga, I can't skip the golds (can't skip the golds)
They sent a hundred, most of 'em lookin' ugly, gotta pick over the load (pick over the load)
Niggas ain't no real roadrunners, they don't be hittin' the road (hittin' the road)
Them crackers gave me a slap on the wrist, but now I'ma get it froze (I'ma get it froze)
Every day, I'm in that mode, wake up, get some shit sold (uh)

Raise the price up, nigga, this shit higher than Daisy Dukes (nigga)
I'll go in a nigga shit, I ain't got time for no dispute (baow, baow)
Top back, that's the only way she she eat me in the coupe
I ain't hesitate when I up it, nigga, I'ma let it lose (brr)
It ain't a lot of niggas like me, man, I swear it's only a few (it's only a handful)
I ain't doin' all that talkin', get in the trap, make some moves
Put my young niggas on a drill, them boys spinnin', DJ Screw
Bitch, you know that I'm the one, so don't even try me like I'm two (bitch)

Gettin' money, servin' glee like the nigga off Tippie Toe (Tippie Toe)
Set the play up for my dog, call that shit a pick and roll (pick and roll)
When I'm with B, I'm havin' my way, nigga, I go to pickin' hoes (I'm pickin' hoes)
I want VVs, but I'm from Florida, nigga, I can't skip the golds (can't skip the golds)
They sent a hundred, most of 'em lookin' ugly, gotta pick over the load (pick over the load)
Niggas ain't no real roadrunners, they don't be hittin' the road (hittin' the road)
Them crackers gave me a slap on the wrist, but now I'ma get it froze (I'ma get it froze)
Every day, I'm in that mode, wake up, get some shit sold (brr)

Nigga
Nigga, uh
Nigga
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Writer: Tareek Williams
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