Back Innat Mode Again (feat. Baby Drill)

I'm back in that mode again
Let a na think he's safe when he tryna pull in the driveway, that's how you box a na
Run a na down, leave a fuck na face on the ground, gotta call for the ambulance
Last time a nigga got caught was a D-O-A, and I did my murder dance, alright

Ain't heard about me, I'm the murder man
Nigga, I know I'm racist, I don't like these niggas, we the new KKK clean

Bro tryna pass from the A-I-P- and the S-I-T, but I'm shootin' a fin
All he seen was four niggas bounce out an all-black truck with skis and rain
Alright, one nigga got away cause he ran too fast
This bitch ass left his mans bleedin' out on the floor, so we stood over his ass

Nigga tried to spin through the blockhead, bro, with the concept of six hoos went through the glass
If you think he got away, you dumb, it's him for spinnin', we make niggas crash
Tell my opp, stop droppin' the weak-ass dish, you ain't heard, that shit be trash
I can go fuck off a hundred right now, I ain't trippin' bout that, plenty more in the stash

I never cuff a bitch, a trick on shit that I hurt my bro, don't smash
I'm on a ratchet, bitch, on ratchet shit, I like my bitch a class
Eight in the morning, we finna bounce out on him, dumbass ns come fast
Dumbass ns must still ain't learnt they lesson, niggas keep goin' out bad

Must ain't heard bout the one-off nigga I left at the store tryna get us some gas
We left his ass on the floor, bro, swung his dough, left his brains by the chest and his bag

Alright, ain't got no hat, then you can't get in
I got a white boy sittin' in the cut right now, tryna shoot like Jeremy Lin
I know a scammer'll get you a bag right now if you give him your social opinion

Na can't say nothin' bad about lil' bug around me, na, that's my twin
Alright, uh, talk to the devil, I'm sittin' again

Lil' bro want him a Glock with a switch and he said, don't matter, the guy in the gym
Lil' bro want him a pipe and a strike, he ain't tryna look nice, he tryna go spin
Fresh off of drill right now, but a nigga ain't die, so I'm just finna come through again
Tell him Dirk is here, bro, got the gym

So many shots let off and fucked around, knocked off the whole van
Nigga got caught, he was clever, he think shit's sweet, got caught with the bones and

Came out the store with a white T, hit him with four niggas, turn the white T to red
Nigga be gangsta all over the net, see him in person, he a bitch
Just called for a Glock, built a switch, hit him with hot shit, watch how he twitch

Paranoid, I been geekin' on G-City, caught a body, I told him I ain't see shit
Dropped a Lego inside of a ARP, hit all block, how it got three hits?
He done checked out, checked out, checked out
He done checked out, checked out, checked out

Man, shoot a thing, know who had did it, I brought the tech out
He tryna beef on the net, I'm tryna get some scripts, we actin' sane
Me and my girl with the pen, but the grip hit harder than diamonds from Johnny Dane

Dime back with a suppressor, start kickin' more shit than Luke Kane
We have a striker, we use it legit, till the tech off, slit in the range
I caught a body before I bought a body, nigga, we not the same
Them niggas on whip, they don't give two fucks, they'll crash out by some stain
Head tie, head tie, back to the basics, these young niggas know I want brains
They fuck my cousin, tell my auntie, playin' with her nephew, shit ain't safe