Modus man yuh
Modus man
Vibin in the club, throw them M's up
Yuh yuh
Look who just walked in, puffin on a pen
That boy in demand, and that hair white like the xan
Is that Modus Man?
Throwing all them bands, stunt like Jackie Chan
That's my f*ckin man, I'm the f*ckin man yuh
Light up the wood in the back of a whip
Facin' it down to the clip
All of my denim is ripped
I got the gold when I drip
I need a pack of them reds, yuh
I needa duck from the feds, yuh
All of these thoughts in my head, yuh
All of these thots in my bed, yuh
Told me to walk but I ran
Told me to stop but I can't
Putting my foot on the gas, going so fast
I need count up the cash
I'm gonna get me them racks yuh
I got a pound in my bag yuh
I'm gonna spark up the stash yuh
Light up the cookie and dash yuh
Look who just walked in, puffin on a pen
That boy in demand, and that hair white like the xan
That's the modus man, throwing all them bands, stunt like Jackie Chan
That's the f*ckin man, that's my f*ckin man
Told me to walk but I ran
Told me to stop but I can't
Puttin' my foot on the gas, going so fast
I need to count up the cash
Cracking the seal when I sip
I need a break from this shit
Call me a Cracker but call me the ritz
I laugh it off when they told me to quit
Know that I'm new but I'm also unique
I kill the flow when I hop on a beat
All of this gold on my teeth
Hope it don't melt from the heat
I don't smoke no sweets
Backwoods full of keef
Labels think I'm neat
Tell that to my team
Tell that to my gang
Modus be the gang
Throw them M's up, if you vibing in the club
Throw them Ms up if you smoking on a dub
Motorola on me, always blowing up
Told me to walk but I ran
Told me to stop but I can't
Putting my foot on the gas, going so fast
I need to count up the cash
I'm gonna get me them racks yuh
I got a pound in my bag yuh
I'm gonna spark up the stash yuh
Light up the cookie and dash yuh
Look who just walked in, puffin on a pen
That boy in demand and that hair white like the xan
That's the modus man, throwing all them bands, stunt like Jackie Chan
That's the f*ckin man, that's my f*ckin man
I got that gas and supply, spark like the 4th of July, she got the light
Pass me the dirty, I'll mix it with sprite
Shaking it up and I'm adding the ice
F*ck all the haters get out of my sight
Throw on the gloves and I'm ready to fight
I got the ball and I'm dunking like Mike
Pressure make diamonds so give me the hype
All of this pressure to be great
Boutta merge on to the speedway
All of shit is affecting my head
Pop me a Molly I'm crashing the Benz
I don't need no friends
All my friends are dead
Paging Grant and Ben
Iss the Modus Man yah
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Modus man yuh
Modus man
Vibin in the club, throw them M's up
Yuh yuh
Look who just walked in, puffin on a pen
That boy in demand, and that hair white like the xan
Is that Modus Man?
Throwing all them bands, stunt like Jackie Chan
That's my f*ckin man, I'm the f*ckin man yuh
Light up the wood in the back of a whip
Facin' it down to the clip
All of my denim is ripped
I got the gold when I drip
I need a pack of them reds, yuh
I needa duck from the feds, yuh
All of these thoughts in my head, yuh
All of these thots in my bed, yuh
Told me to walk but I ran
Told me to stop but I can't
Putting my foot on the gas, going so fast
I need count up the cash
I'm gonna get me them racks yuh
I got a pound in my bag yuh
I'm gonna spark up the stash yuh
Light up the cookie and dash yuh
Look who just walked in, puffin on a pen
That boy in demand, and that hair white like the xan
That's the modus man, throwing all them bands, stunt like Jackie Chan
That's the f*ckin man, that's my f*ckin man
Told me to walk but I ran
Told me to stop but I can't
Puttin' my foot on the gas, going so fast
I need to count up the cash
Cracking the seal when I sip
I need a break from this shit
Call me a Cracker but call me the ritz
I laugh it off when they told me to quit
Know that I'm new but I'm also unique
I kill the flow when I hop on a beat
All of this gold on my teeth
Hope it don't melt from the heat
I don't smoke no sweets
Backwoods full of keef
Labels think I'm neat
Tell that to my team
Tell that to my gang
Modus be the gang
Throw them M's up, if you vibing in the club
Throw them Ms up if you smoking on a dub
Motorola on me, always blowing up
Told me to walk but I ran
Told me to stop but I can't
Putting my foot on the gas, going so fast
I need to count up the cash
I'm gonna get me them racks yuh
I got a pound in my bag yuh
I'm gonna spark up the stash yuh
Light up the cookie and dash yuh
Look who just walked in, puffin on a pen
That boy in demand and that hair white like the xan
That's the modus man, throwing all them bands, stunt like Jackie Chan
That's the f*ckin man, that's my f*ckin man
I got that gas and supply, spark like the 4th of July, she got the light
Pass me the dirty, I'll mix it with sprite
Shaking it up and I'm adding the ice
F*ck all the haters get out of my sight
Throw on the gloves and I'm ready to fight
I got the ball and I'm dunking like Mike
Pressure make diamonds so give me the hype
All of this pressure to be great
Boutta merge on to the speedway
All of shit is affecting my head
Pop me a Molly I'm crashing the Benz
I don't need no friends
All my friends are dead
Paging Grant and Ben
Iss the Modus Man yah
Modus man
Vibin in the club, throw them M's up
Yuh yuh
Look who just walked in, puffin on a pen
That boy in demand, and that hair white like the xan
Is that Modus Man?
Throwing all them bands, stunt like Jackie Chan
That's my f*ckin man, I'm the f*ckin man yuh
Light up the wood in the back of a whip
Facin' it down to the clip
All of my denim is ripped
I got the gold when I drip
I need a pack of them reds, yuh
I needa duck from the feds, yuh
All of these thoughts in my head, yuh
All of these thots in my bed, yuh
Told me to walk but I ran
Told me to stop but I can't
Putting my foot on the gas, going so fast
I need count up the cash
I'm gonna get me them racks yuh
I got a pound in my bag yuh
I'm gonna spark up the stash yuh
Light up the cookie and dash yuh
Look who just walked in, puffin on a pen
That boy in demand, and that hair white like the xan
That's the modus man, throwing all them bands, stunt like Jackie Chan
That's the f*ckin man, that's my f*ckin man
Told me to walk but I ran
Told me to stop but I can't
Puttin' my foot on the gas, going so fast
I need to count up the cash
Cracking the seal when I sip
I need a break from this shit
Call me a Cracker but call me the ritz
I laugh it off when they told me to quit
Know that I'm new but I'm also unique
I kill the flow when I hop on a beat
All of this gold on my teeth
Hope it don't melt from the heat
I don't smoke no sweets
Backwoods full of keef
Labels think I'm neat
Tell that to my team
Tell that to my gang
Modus be the gang
Throw them M's up, if you vibing in the club
Throw them Ms up if you smoking on a dub
Motorola on me, always blowing up
Told me to walk but I ran
Told me to stop but I can't
Putting my foot on the gas, going so fast
I need to count up the cash
I'm gonna get me them racks yuh
I got a pound in my bag yuh
I'm gonna spark up the stash yuh
Light up the cookie and dash yuh
Look who just walked in, puffin on a pen
That boy in demand and that hair white like the xan
That's the modus man, throwing all them bands, stunt like Jackie Chan
That's the f*ckin man, that's my f*ckin man
I got that gas and supply, spark like the 4th of July, she got the light
Pass me the dirty, I'll mix it with sprite
Shaking it up and I'm adding the ice
F*ck all the haters get out of my sight
Throw on the gloves and I'm ready to fight
I got the ball and I'm dunking like Mike
Pressure make diamonds so give me the hype
All of this pressure to be great
Boutta merge on to the speedway
All of shit is affecting my head
Pop me a Molly I'm crashing the Benz
I don't need no friends
All my friends are dead
Paging Grant and Ben
Iss the Modus Man yah
Writer: Nicolas Feraco
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid