In Dat Mode

I'll make it rain on a bitch, I'll make it rain on a hoe I'm callin' her over to give me some throat She need her some horns, lil' baby a goat A .38 special I tote, Okay I'm on the West wit some locs Yessir They ready to kill for makin' them posts Sippin' on syrup, ain't drivin' no boat Yea, Yea I gotta get right back to it Back in that mode, makin' more music You reach the wrong way, I'm gon' shoot it Freaks in the hotel, I'm gon' do em Smokin' backwoods, man, I'm dumb Zooted I pop out at Clubs and these hoes start Choosin' Ion want no dealings, I'm Gucci Yeah, I'm back in the mix Came in strong, I'm poppin' my shit It won't be long till I make me a hit Niggas ain't built like this, I'm keepin' my foot on they neck Send em' some shots fa that dissin' next they reportin' em missin But who fault is it really?,Yeah, who fault is it really? Send em some shots fa that dissin Next they reported em missin' But who fault is it, really? Yeah, who fault is it, really? Who fault is it, really? Yeah, yeah, yeah I'll make it rain on a bitch, I'll make it rain on a hoe I'm callin' her over to give me some throat She need her some horns, lil' baby a goat A .38 special I tote, Okay I'm on the West on some locs They ready to kill fa makin' them posts Sippin' on syrup, ain't drivin' no boat Yeah, I gotta get right back to it Back in that mode, makin' more music You reach the wrong way, I'm gon' shoot it Freaks in the hotel, I'm gon' do em' Smokin' backwoods, man, I'm dumb Zooted I pop out the Clubs and these hoes start Choosin Ion want no deals, I'm Gucci Yeah, I'm back in the mix Came in strong, I'm poppin' my shit It won't be long till I make me a hit That .38 special, it come with a kick Niggas ain't built like this He thought it would blow when he made him a diss You don't wanna see me piss, yeah You don't wanna see me piss, yeah Brand new whip, ain't rented, Brand new whip, ain't rent it, yeah, yeah I just started, ain't finished, Book me a nigga no tickets Book me a nigga no tickets, Book me a nigga no tickets, yeah I'll make it rain on a bitch, I'll make it rain on a hoe I'm callin' her over to give me some throat She need her some horns, lil' baby a goat That .38 special tote, I'm on the West wit some locs They ready to kill for makin' them posts Sippin' on syrup, ain't drivin' no boat Yeah, I gotta get right back to it Back in that mood, makin' more music You reach the wrong way, I'm gon' shoot it Freaks in the hotel, I'm gon' do em' Smokin' backwoods, man, I'm done Zooted, I pop out at Clubs and these hoes start Choosin' I want no dealings, I'm Gucci