Trill Mode lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, nah-nah, ayy
Why you want my fame? Quit the, send the change
Ridin' in my coupe, why you want my fame?
I know it's my fault, it's my fault, it's my—
Ayy, fever
High, fev'
(Turn my auto-tune up)
Diamonds on my lean though, sanity
Diamonds on my fever
Why you in my seat?
Diamonds on my fever, sanity

[Verse]
Can we beat the odds, even when we pray
But sh*t still be goin' wrong
I've been movin' late, in my place I can't keep calm
Everythin' we say, promises I can't keep on
They know where we from, from tats on my face and arm
713 code, now they all go trill mode
Ice my teeth, my ears, now my tongue feel froze
If we see a lick, we gon' hit it, yeah, I go
I don't need your b*tch, I got fifty-four mo'
Keep it in her lip, she gon' lick the snow globe
My hand on my hip, grippin' on the bankroll
Took her on a trip, snatched her off the damn pole