AB Mode lyrics

[Intro: ALLBLACK]
(DTB, that's a slap)
Go

[Chorus: ALLBLACK]
Carhartt drip, look like a lumberjack
Hit the club, f*cked it up and left, had a dollar attack
RTA denim, my undershirt Gallery Dept
Jo Malone cologne, smellin' rich, I got her pus*y wet
I ain't tryna hump unless you payin', I need a check
Pulled up in a Uber, when I left I pulled off in a 'Vette
Throwin' money out like it's moldy
sh*t on, like AB, I can't control it

[Verse 1: ALLBLACK]
Whiskey shot, Maker's Mark, I'm too loaded
No more pourin' up with Twist, I keep foldin'
Play-runnin', route-runnin', Terrell Owens
I'm in that mood, call me 24kGoldn
If that ain't 'za up in them bags, you can hold it
Good drugs, my eyes can't stop rollin'
Y'all ain't really havin' motion, I can tell
I know the truth, you only eat whеn you in jail
I'm a demon drinkin' out the Holy Grail
Saturday night I'm goin' live, Davе Chappell
I ain't finna argue on the net, that's all 12
I ain't finna show guns, incriminate myself
n*ggas think they bosses but really be the help
You n*ggas is my sons, I will take off my belt
[Chorus: ALLBLACK]
Carhartt drip, look like a lumberjack
Hit the club, f*cked it up and left, had a dollar attack
RTA denim, my undershirt Gallery Dept
Jo Malone cologne, smellin' rich, I got her pus*y wet
I ain't tryna hump unless you payin', I need a check
Pulled up in a Uber, when I left I pulled off in a 'Vette
Throwin' money out like it's moldy
sh*t on, like AB, I can't control it

[Bridge: ALLBLACK]
I ain't finna argue on the net, that's all 12
I ain't finna show guns, incriminate myself
n*ggas think they bosses but really be the help
You n*ggas is my sons, I will take off my belt

[Verse 2: BFB Da Packman]
Real Flint n*gga, not Detroit, I'm in Oakland with it
Institutionalized, don't get too close, I'll poke a n*gga
Sold a lot of Blu Tacks, they think I'm Rollin 60
Human traffic who? I'm not a P, I be hostin' b*tches
Not AP, course not, got the Rollie with me
n*ggas talk down but be the same ones that owe a n*gga
Keep that five hundred, Packman wanna toast with jigga
She used to broke n*ggas, got with me and got motion sickness (Huh)
Hit Durant Ave, I need a chopped cheese
My eyes just tired off the Wock', b*tch, I am not sleep
I like my head how I'm built, b*tch, sloppy
I know the head good, look in her mouth, she got thot teeth
I'm trippin' on this b*tch, let me tie my shoe
Lizzo with a skinny n*gga, no, that is not my boo
If I said I didn't have a crush, that is not no truth
But if she wanna cheat on that n*gga, bae, slide on through
[Chorus: ALLBLACK & BFB Da Packman]
Carhartt drip, look like a lumberjack (Woo)
Hit the club, f*cked it up and left, had a dollar attack (Yellow)
RTA denim, my undershirt Gallery Dept
Jo Malone cologne, smellin' rich, I got her pus*y wet
I ain't tryna hump unless you payin', I need a check
Pulled up in a Uber, when I left I pulled off in a 'Vette
Throwin' money out like it's moldy
sh*t on, like AB, I can't control it

[Outro: ALLBLACK]
DTB, thank you