Trill Mode

[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, fever

(Turn my auto-tune up)

Diamonds on my lean though, sanity (Yeah, yeah)

Diamonds on my fever

Why you in my seat?

Diamonds on my fever, sanity

[Verse]

Can we beat the odds? Even men will pray

But shit still be goin' wrong

Got been movin' late, in my place I can't keep calm

Everything 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 bitch, I got fifty-four mo'

Keep it in her lip, she gon' lick the snow globe

One hand on my hip, grippin' on the bankroll

Took her on a trip, snatched her off the damn pole