Offset Back In That Mode

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[Intro: Offset]
Woah, woah
Back in that mode

[Chorus: Offset]
Two three hoes, gettin’ back in that mode
Back in that bag, I was in with the bros
Wipe a nigga nose like his ass got a cold
Hop out the Rolls, don’t nobody gotta go who got the hoes (Hoes)
Fuck what you got, I got the chose (Chose)
On the Nawf, I’m the one with the bows that got the good nose
Speakin’ of hoes, I’m really the one the bitch chose (Offset, hey)

[Verse 1: Offset]
Nigga say he made ‘Set, make another one (Who?)
Lost a bag last year, got another one (Who?)
Lost a bitch last year, got another one (Anothеr one)
Then another onе (Another one), then another one (Another one)
Scraped the rims on the Lamb’, got the Cullinan (Skrrt)
Thick bitch so bad, got me stutterin’
Put her on a PJ, the group chat lovin’ her
Goyard luggage, the bag and the buckets
What’s a mill’ to a nigga?
Spend that shit like I ain’t got bills, lil’ nigga (I spend that shit, nigga)
What’s a mill’ to a nigga?
Don’t make me buy you out your deal, lil’ nigga
Special, I put the wide body kit up on the Tesla (Special)
Hit the strong, got me feelin’ like a wrestler (Wrestler)
Nine zeros on the left, full of decimals (Nine zeros)
Perc’ 10 hit hard in the Tesla
We can get a fade in, nigga, I ain’t goin’ back and forth with no duck (We can get a fade in)
I didn’t give a damn one time, but I ain’t never gon’ give no fuck (I don’t give no fuck)
Lost a whole lot last year, but I don’t want nothin’ back but my bucks (I want my bucks)
Said a whole lot last time, this time, I’ma say good luck, yeah (Good luck)
Moon walkin’ on shit like Mike, ho, beat it, I ain’t never met a bitch I needed (Beat it)
I’m gettin’ money like ’04 Jeezy
Two million moreup like Peezy
Really the one (One)
These niggas over and done (Over and done)
Droppin’ that bullshit, nigga, that need to be punched (Hey)

[Chorus: Offset, YFN Lucci]
Two three hoes, gettin’ back in that mode (Two three)
Back in that bag, I was in with the bros
Wipe a nigga nose like his ass got a cold (Wipe)
Hop out the Rolls, don’t nobody gotta go who got the hoes (Hoes)
Fuck what you got, I got the chose (Chose)
On the Nawf, I’m the one with the bows that got the good nose
Speakin’ of hoes, I’m really the one the bitch chose (Ooh)
Two three hoes, gettin’ back in that mode
Back in that bag, I was in with the bros
Wipe a nigga nose like his ass got a cold (Wipe)
Hop out the Rolls, don’t nobody gotta go who got the hoes (Hoes)
Fuck what you got, I got the chose (Chose)
On the Nawf, I’m the one with the bows that got the good nose (Yeah)
Speakin’ of hoes, I’m really the one the bitch chose (Hey, yeah, ooh)

[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
Look, back in that mode (Yeah), huh
Back in that role (Yeah)
Order back of the back
Back pourin’ pint reminiscing ’bout Act’
Depend how I feel, I’m back in the trap
And a lil’ problem, we handlin’ that
You know how I feel about rats, yeah
I don’t really be talkin’ ’bout how a nigga back
You know I’m realer than that
Went out to Dubai to eat on a snack
Once I got you, bitch, you won’t need to look back
The total I spent on these Chrome Heart hats, huh
I spent on a hat
Look, playin’ with me, you gon’ find out
All types of shooters, they flyin’ out
I put a bitch in time out
I point her out in my line up
I put a bitch in the play, I just had to remind her
Too many hoes, can’t even keep count
Too many ‘chos, I don’t know the amount
Soon as I came home put a M in my mouth
I got a crib in my mouth
I got a crib in my house
Clout so big like I got a crib in the house
Fuck it, what they whisperin’ ’bout?
Ten mill cash, I got your deal on the couch

[Chorus: Offset, YFN Lucci]
Two three hoes, gettin’ back in that mode (Two three)
Back in that bag, I was in with the bros
Wipe a nigga nose like his ass got a cold (Wipe)
Hop out the Rolls, don’t nobody gotta go who got the hoes (Hoes)
Fuck what you got, I got the chose (Chose)
On the Nawf, I’m the one with the bows that got the good nose
Speakin’ of hoes, I’m really the one the bitch chose (Ooh)
Two three hoes, gettin’ back in that mode
Wipe a nigga nose like his ass got a cold
Don’t nobody gotta go who got the hoes (Hoes)
Fuck what you got, I got the chose (Chose)
On the Nawf, I’m the one with the bows that got the good nose
Speakin’ of hoes, I’m really the one the bitch chose