Lyrics Gonzales Mode - DJ Hacko, FEE GONZALES, Dotty

Gonzales Mode

Let me count my checks, then get my respect
All I wanna do is flex, babe let me show you what’s next
I need trips in a private jet, drips and the diamonds wet
Watch face full of baguettes, bread on top of bread
I used to chase her for days, now I’m onto a different page
You got racks and a innocent face
We want stacks, fuck minimum wage
You could never put salt on my gage, or dirt on my name
Moon walk through the flames, man I’m movin' like Kane
I do this for my mother, yeah sister and brothrs
Yeah and my father, yeah not no othrs, huh yeah
She wanna fuck me, but we are not lovers
She wanna huh, under the covers, mm yeah
Wake and I bake, start off my day on a high
If it ain’t about cake, you cannot ring up my line
Ain’t no debates, we can’t relate, we cannot conversate
This ain’t your race, stay in your lane, make sure you concentrate
Whip it and lock it, I need some racks in my pocket
I feel like maximum profit, I need to make a deposit
She throw it back and then drop it, she let me tap like a faucet
This is the wave you can’t stop it, this is the wave you can’t stop it
DOTTY:
It’s Them VS Us, I need them to us
Money on deck you can’t cruise with us
When I dip overseas I get groupie love, ooo
Arse is too fat am I man enough
Your main bitch my side bitch is under study
She keep bustin' my line tryna get this woody
Skinny nigga with whole lotta body on me
Take body girl It’s appearing cocky
Sucky sucky, I just want back rubs and sloppy toppy
I know I sound like Fee, he said I can copy
Got some bitches waitin' in the hotel lobby
Country yard, cock block you won’t let them up here
Fuck it we just take 'em to the club let me spend, racks
Fuck it niggas make it right back
'019, I ain’t have to touch my stack
FEE GONZALES:
Oh yeah, baby don’t call me, don’t text, yeah
Big poppa T 'bout to flex, yeah
My brothers they home in a sec, yeah
I’ll get you gone in a sec, yeah
Cos family be first out the set, yeah
It’s Them VS Us, they upset, yeah
Tell Hacko to come off the decks, yeah
Our ships on the wave, hit the deck, ooo yeah
I am not feelin' it all, I link your girl and play too ooo
Weed the loudest in the room, I mean it
I shoot this strap out the coup, I’m leanin'
Man I need ends for these tunes, no G’ming
I’m in the ends wi the tool, demons
Whipped it all up wi the spoon ooo
DJ HACKO:
Whip it and lock it, I need some racks in my pocket
I feel like maximum profit, I need to make a deposit
She throw it back and then drop it, she let me tap like a faucet
This is the wave you can’t stop it, this is the wave you can’t stop it
Whip it and lock it, I need some racks in my pocket
I feel like making a profit, I need to make a deposit
She throw it back and then drop it, she let me tap like a faucet
This is the wave you can’t stop it, this is the wave you can’t stop it