​modus operandi lyrics

[Intro : Lil Ugly Mane]
Getting money fast, that's my modus operan-
Getting, getting money fast, that's my modus operandi
Getting money fast, that's my modus operan-
Getting, getting money fast, that's my modus operandi
Getting money fast, that's my modus operan-
Getting, getting money fast, that's my modus operandi
Getting money fast, that's my modus operan-
Getting, getting money fast, that's my modus operandi

[Verse 1]
Uh, waking up anxious
Too many moving parts of my life, attacking the panic
Stompted out dead, no walking on ice, priorities vanish
Options weighed, I'm sure with my dice cause I don't take chances
Done dealing with collateral damage
Fam in a danger, you f*cking with the mantis
Can't cure a sick brain with a bandage but they always tryna wrap me in some bullsh*t
Tryna hang but we knocking down hammocks
On the back horse smoking on rancid
Hand shake me, death move frantic
In the sky flat lines, no Kansas
Rolling up suits, big Texas
Raps in a state, blunt's fat sh*t, built like a cannon
Outside with it like side talk, no side talking, but we side taking on the sidewalk, but aside from it I don't like y'all
I ain't always keying up the pipe talk, but when the pipes talk we hit organs
We barrel stepping, Captain Morgans
It's a lot of y'all who getting boring
I ain't gotta fight off sh*t
Bet I'm on top when the smoke clear, high off rip
Fried like your mind off piff
Knuckle down see the b*tch turn white off grip
Dare him to lie on click
sh*tty account probably give me to sign off quick
Critics gon' write off sh*t
f*ck about profit, I get it, that's something you might not get like
Alright
[Interlude]
Ah, f*ck
That's why I do it bro
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, huh, what the f*ck
Yeah, uh, switchin 'em, switchin 'em
This is stupid, yeah
Aight, what the f*ck
Ayy, Ooh, huh, yeah

[Part II]

[Verse 2]
Switch on the gang then I'm off (I'm off)
Bite me, we spray then I'm off (Then I'm off)
You can not hang with the dogs (Buh, buh)
She wet out now she taking it off (Yeah)
I'm sick now, I'm taking it off (Take it off)
f*ck around and make me the boss (Damn, yeah) (Huh)
Yeah, had to get me a W-2 (Damn)
All I can do now is focus on wins, I ain't got nothing to lose (Nah)
See me in couple of months in the future, bet it's a bunch of excuses (Damn, damn)
f*ck around and cope with the truth
Yayu don't float to the moon, he just grows a [?] (Uh)
I was like totally useless, still am the most, I'm poisoned with hubris (It's weird)
I just hope it don't rope in the music. tying the web, I'm a token reclusive
My morale back up, this sh*t is mine
Whole crowd cracked up, we splittin' sides
Smoke till I'm slurring in different times
Back in the current, I flow like a traveler, action nomadic, observant
I wiped out my lens and it tap from the surface
I ain't for the stars, disappointing the purpose
Sagittarius, I'm pullin' the strings
Other rappers steady gassin' they worth
Adversaries get a malyugin ring (Huh)
High speed chase, I'm after the perc (Ayy, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy)
No cash in the purse, I know it's a sting like (Uh, uh)
Your favorite rapper a little too boujee (What the f*ck?)
Shoot just engrossing the crew then I break her box office like a movie (Uh)
Big wax smoking on glue, now I'm stuck like a Semtex, blowin' up soonish (Ay, yeah)
I bet it's a red flag (Yeah) showing up clueless but half of my team full of smokers and users
I'ma probably croak in my youth that or I promise I'm growing up too quick
It's a life that I know I should choose
I'm close to the truth I don't know what to do with
[Outro]
Yeah, f*ck it, f*ck it
Let me just roll up some new sh*t
Ayy, yeah
And don't y'all forget bruh