CUSS MODE by William Crooks Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Damn!
Loud got me stinkin' like B.O
High up like a hawk
Windows down yelling, "FREE MO!"
I believe in God
That's why I wear Christian Dior
I believe in God
That's why I wear Christian Dior
Remember being in the club throwin' elbows?
I took a flight just to shoplift on Melrose
Patty Mayonnaise, yuh, teach me how to Dougie
I'm so fucking pretty, if I could I would fuck me (Damn)
Honey bee lil bitch you don't want smoke
Doin' drugs everyday like the old folks
Feel like Spongebob
I don't need it but I need it
Keep the bread on my body
'Cause I feel like I'm Jesus
Riding shotgun with a bazooka
Chromed out rims from the future
Fucked up in the crib on a Tuesday
I ain't left the house in twelve months
Bitch its doomsday
(It's the end of the fucking world!)
[Chorus]
Yuh, shit be hella fucked (True)
I be going through it (Real)
Sorry if I cuss (Sorry)
(Fuck!)

Cuss mode on a motherfucker
This shit out here be cut-throater than a motherfucker
Walking on the sun and still colder than a motherfucker
Bitch, please
(Bitch!)

[Verse 2]
It's the life and times
This my will and testament
Smoke myself to death
Wrap my body in the leopard print
Kick, push
I don't see where the weapons is
Kick, push
I don't see where the weapons is
Yeah, loud got me stinkin' like B.O
High up like a hawk
Windows down yelling, "FREE MO!"
I believe in God
That's why I wear Christian Dior
I believe in God
That's why I wear Christian Dior
[Chorus]
Yuh, shit be hella fucked (True)
I be going through it (Real)
Sorry if I cuss (Sorry)
(Fuck!)

Cuss mode on a motherfucker
This shit out here be cut-throater than a motherfucker
Walking on the sun and still colder than a motherfucker
Bitch, please
(Fuck it up)

[Outro]
Yeah
Chicago go and fuck it up
Yo and Georgia go and fuck it up
NYC we gon' fuck it up
In my dreams I just fuck it up
Bitch, nah that ain't me
I don't do that thing
I just got some cheese
(I just fuck it up and that's it)
I don't give a fuck!