I'm in control, I'm in a mode
Sick of the lame shit
Pull up and stunt bitch
I'm in control, I'm in a mode
Sick of the lame shit
Pull up and stunt bitch
No dollars or co-sign
I'm sick with the tongue though
Want proof? Need Proof?
Pulling out all ghosts
What you hiding with linen?
My clothing is denim
Oversized t-shirts with a couple of holes
My fragrance be pulling in hoes
I'm coasting, not boasting
But if it's rap, it's crucial I spit it
And let it be known
Not one to be f*cked with
Got reps like gym rats
Arnold and Phil-yeah
Don't be lacking on verses
I'm relaxed and I'm coasting
I'm in control, I'm in a mode
Sick of the lame shit
Pull up and stunt bitch
I'm in control, I'm in a mode
Sick of the lame shit
Pull up and stunt bitch
I'm in control, I'm in a mode
Sick of the lame shit
Pull up and stunt bitch
I'm in control, I'm in a mode
Sick of the lame shit
Pull up and stunt bitch
Bearie Kixx - Control Lyrics
Bearie Kixx - Control Lyrics
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I'm in control, I'm in a mode
Sick of the lame shit
Pull up and stunt bitch
I'm in control, I'm in a mode
Sick of the lame shit
Pull up and stunt bitch
No dollars or co-sign
I'm sick with the tongue though
Want proof? Need Proof?
Pulling out all ghosts
What you hiding with linen?
My clothing is denim
Oversized t-shirts with a couple of holes
My fragrance be pulling in hoes
I'm coasting, not boasting
But if it's rap, it's crucial I spit it
And let it be known
Not one to be f*cked with
Got reps like gym rats
Arnold and Phil-yeah
Don't be lacking on verses
I'm relaxed and I'm coasting
I'm in control, I'm in a mode
Sick of the lame shit
Pull up and stunt bitch
I'm in control, I'm in a mode
Sick of the lame shit
Pull up and stunt bitch
I'm in control, I'm in a mode
Sick of the lame shit
Pull up and stunt bitch
I'm in control, I'm in a mode
Sick of the lame shit
Pull up and stunt bitch
Sick of the lame shit
Pull up and stunt bitch
I'm in control, I'm in a mode
Sick of the lame shit
Pull up and stunt bitch
No dollars or co-sign
I'm sick with the tongue though
Want proof? Need Proof?
Pulling out all ghosts
What you hiding with linen?
My clothing is denim
Oversized t-shirts with a couple of holes
My fragrance be pulling in hoes
I'm coasting, not boasting
But if it's rap, it's crucial I spit it
And let it be known
Not one to be f*cked with
Got reps like gym rats
Arnold and Phil-yeah
Don't be lacking on verses
I'm relaxed and I'm coasting
I'm in control, I'm in a mode
Sick of the lame shit
Pull up and stunt bitch
I'm in control, I'm in a mode
Sick of the lame shit
Pull up and stunt bitch
I'm in control, I'm in a mode
Sick of the lame shit
Pull up and stunt bitch
I'm in control, I'm in a mode
Sick of the lame shit
Pull up and stunt bitch
Writer: Amanda Begay
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid