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gig mode - benjamin earl turner lyrics

[intro]
an excessive heat warning will remain in effect for tomorrow for the majority of the bay area around the coastline including san francisco. they are under a heat advisory, but just how hot are we going to get?
(yee) you feel me?
hype sh*t, ayy, look

[verse 1]
i keep my arms up, still on gig mode
i’m never trippin’ ’cause these n*ggas got gizmos
i’m finna flip it ’til i can’t, ’til i get more
i tell ’em every day, “i live ’til i can’t though”
my n*ggas like, “godd*mn, you the best, bro”
i’m like, “h*ll yeah, say it with your chest though”
with the s on it, with the flex on it
i got a bad b*tch since she said “yes” on it
let me win, let a n*gga go in
i ain’t got no time but time in my hand
let me just pull up, hop in
f*ck a plan, baby, let’s live, ayy, baby, let’s, ayy

[chorus]
can a n*gga really go in?
gig mode, been on ten, gig, been on ten
let a n*gga really go in
put that on mama’s on kin, on mama’s on—, eee
let a n*gga really go in
gig mode, been on ten, n*gga, been on ten
let a n*gga really go in
put that on mama’s on kin, on mama’s on—
[verse 2]
on life, all good, on god
everywhere, i’m good, on god
let me smile, let me do it, let me mob
and all my n*ggas know that’s my job
i’m in the yoni like that’s my job
rip yung curt, i mob
we still hy*hy*hyphy and goin’ dumb
i never trip ’cause a n*gga still havin’ fun
i know everybody say they got the rumble pack
i ain’t trippin’, boy, i’ll bring the drummer back
real winner, spent winter makin’ summer slaps
i’m in the villa and i’m feelin’ like the bay back
ooh, look at him go, he so stuey
ooh, when i be in it, she so gooey
ooh, look at him get it, they go, “wow”
ooh, see how i do it, they like, “how?”

[chorus]
ayy, can a n*gga really go in?
gig mode, been on ten, n*gga, been on ten
let a n*gga really go in
put that on mama’s on kin, on mama’s on kin
can a n*gga really go in?
gig mode, been on ten, gig, been on ten
let a n*gga really go in
put that on mama’s on kin, on—, ayy
[verse 3]
pull up at the party, hardly movin’
n*ggas talkin’? f*ck that sh*t, we groovin’
yeah, you know i’m tardy all the time
but parties only start when i arrive
shmobby, that’s the way i always do’s it
grew up h*lla faded off the music
jacka, fabby, husalah was the blueprint
just a n*gga out the nine to five (five, five, five)

- benjamin earl turner lyrics

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