Scarier Mode

I’m in the spot with my leg out I really don’t care how you talking You don’t make enough Keep my name out your damn mouth You girl in my phone She wanna see if I left I’m outta the area code This got me back in a scarier mode No more emotion no I can’t let it show My bro got the blick And he may let it blow I just want racks like everyday I can not be broke I gotta get paid These niggas is shook And moving like snake The things that I took You never would take I watch you get booked Nigga we ain’t on the same page You type to take these tracks And end up doing the same thing I’m elite in the booth I just sit and rip just like a bayblade I remember we go to the club And frank would get us in main stage Now I’m here on the main stage Care less what ya gang say I’m just young nigga from the nine I do this shit like every time Shout out to my city You know we get litty Striking like lightning But its thunder time Who you wit Where you lye We don’t be f*****g with switching sides I’m over seas so I need a guide Know me from the town to the 305 South beach I need some gold in a mouth piece I heard you talk and it sound cheap Please get the fake from around me She’s in my ear tryna get out to Maui We used to be in the spot smoking sour Now I get paid while I’m resting my eye lids I left the stage do my dance in a mosh pit Feeling like drizzy You niggas can’t stop this Henny and Remy I’m off of them toxins CP Ya bitch hit my line Tryna have fun So I cop us some TP She say I’m a snack I know she would eat me Dick down So she won’t wanna leave me All these hoes Got me feeling so treeshy Every day She been getting it weekly 7 days Of us getting freaky She on my body like fresh fits Like giving chains Leave you necklace Thought I was Drama We young and we reckless We don’t start issues we pull up and dead shit Break your block down like its Tetris I need the ice on my right and my left wrist Don’t got the drive then get off at the exit Don’t got the drive then get off at the exit I’m in the spot with my leg out I really don’t care how you talking You don’t make enough Keep my name out your damn mouth You girl in my phone She wanna see if I left I’m outta the area code This got me back in a scarier mode No more emotion no I can’t let it show My bro got the blick And he may let it blow