Bass Santana, Kin$oul, Robb Bank$, Bhris & absentwill

Bass Santana, Kin$oul, Robb Bank$, Bhris & absentwill – You Are Not M.O. Lyrics

You Are Not M.O.

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"You Are Not M.O.." - Bass Santana, Kin$oul, Robb Bank$, Bhris & absentwill

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 03:42 am

Album: XXXTENTACION Presents: Members Only, Vol. 4

Track No: 14

Pack down, pack
Pack
Pack down, racks out, act out
I'll pull your card, no bitch, this ain't no motherfuckin' joke
Light skin, dark skin, option
Caution, I can't trust them, they be plottin' on the low
Hit me on my phone, yeah
Flip a couple Os, yeah
Ice pack cold, yeah
Prices for the low, yeah
Never been a ho, yeah
Pros trained to go, yeah
Juggin' on my own, yeah
Love bein' alone, yeah
Chase the money, chase the money
Turn me up, little bitch
Yeah, woop, woop, woop, woop, woop, woop
Hit my ****, Bhris when the pack touchdown
Yuh, half on a lick, yeah, 50 with the split, yeah
All my lil youngin's, they gon' hold the shit down
That's just how we vomin', I've been up to somethin'
I'm Olympic
**** goin' rogue
You are not M.O., yeah
Stop tryin' so hard, yeah
Y'all doin' the most, woo
Keep your circle close, yeah
Fact, close, yeah
You ain't goin' no where
Facts
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Ay, ay, ay, ay
The pack, came brang ho
Bang, pro-pane in my damn veins
Feelin' good, like okay
Sorry shawty, I don't do that cocaine , uh-uh
So high, like a soul plane
All in my head, tryna know thangs, yuh
So high, soul plane
All in my head, tryna know thangs, woop
Made her suck that dick, she like it, yeah
Baby, just don't bite it, swear
Fightin' Teen Titan
All gold Cuban, dipped and whited out
I done Percs, I get to wildin'
I start itchin', I get violent
Gotta TV dinner, mommy put her thighs to the side and shit (Yuh, yuh)
Beat it up, uh, beat it up
(Swear, swear)
Two phones speed it up
I go get that bag, they gon' see the stuff (Yuh)
****, do not play me like we the punks
I took three Percs 10s on a empty stomach
I made love to your bitch, then threw it up
Yeah, I ain't eat in three days, how you been like us?
Swear
You and the fuck is goin' on?
It's Bhris on the track, gonna fuck your bitch in the ass, yas
You know what is goin' on
Yeah, it's me and absentwill
Yeah, you gotta say some shit too
Ooh, ay, let me talk my shit too
Ooh, I'ma hit 'em with a big tool
Ooh, and I'll take that ass back to school
Ooh, skrrt, skrrt in the coupe, ooh
Ooh

Writer(s): absentwill, Bhris, Robb Bank$, Kin$oul, Bass Santana.

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