B**** Mode

Wow Zack!

Never switch on your chick, that’s on b**** code
Catch a trick, fry ‘em up in that Crisco
F*** the grid, I’ma dip to a flip phone
Own the splits every lick is a s*******

Throw a fit, blow a kiss, I’m in b**** mode
Got some ice on my nips, so my t*** cold
Callin all the pretty girls in your zip code
I need all my skinny b****** and my thick hoes

Form a line, bad b****** every city in my tribe
Look behind, booty dominate the world, peach is ripe
Check my baby G-shock, said it’s time
All my thots linked up, multiply, no divide
Dropping hit after hit, never miss, issa crime
But my karma stay lit, Buddha sit by my side

Put the work in
Practicin’ and learnin’
Only truth when I spit
Write a f****** sermon
Even shoot all my flicks
Cut it like a surgeon
Steady been rehearsin’
Pullin’ back the curtain

I’ma, put on a show
I’ma, wild out some more
IG wanna censor me
I’ma, still be a—
All my ladies know
They can’t take the shine
They can’t take the glow
Tell these boys that’s it’s mine
P**** sittin’ on the throne

Never switch on your chick, that’s on b**** code
Catch a trick, fry ‘em up in that Crisco
F*** the grid, I’ma dip to a flip phone
Own the splits every lick is a s*******

Throw a fit, blow a kiss, I’m in b**** mode
Got some ice on my nips, so my t*** cold
Callin all the pretty girls in your zip code
I need all my skinny b****** and my thick hoes