You Are Not M.O. Bass Santana, Kin$oul, Robb Bank$, Bhris & absentwill
"You Are Not M.O." by Bass Santana, Kin$oul, Robb Bank$, Bhris & absentwill, released in 2021, is a #HipHop track that explores themes of authenticity, personal struggles, and resilience. The lyrics emphasize staying true to oneself amidst challenges. Unique elements include a blend of melodic flows and atmospheric beats, adding depth to its message. The song resonates with listeners seeking empowerment and self-identity in a complex world.
[Verse 1: Kin$oul]
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 'em, they be plottin' on the low
Hit me on my phone, yeah, flip a couple O's, yeah
Ice pack cold, yeah, prices for the low
Never been a ho, yeah, roach trained to go, yeah
Juggin' on my own, yeah, love bein' alone, yeah
(ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney)
[Interlude: Bass Santana]
Wait, turn me up, lil' bitch, yuh
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
[Verse 2: Bass Santana]
Hit my nigga Bhris when the pack touchdown (Yuh)
Half on the lick, yeah, 50 with the split, yeah
All my lil' youngins, they gon' hold this shit down
That's just how we vomin', I been up to somethin'
I'm Olympic runner (Yeah)
Niggas goin' rogue, yeah, you are not M.O, yeah
Stop tryin' so hard, yeah, y'all doin' the most, yeah
Keep your circle close, yeah (Close yeah, facts, close yeah)
You ain't goin' nowhere, facts
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 'em, they be plottin' on the low
Hit me on my phone, yeah, flip a couple O's, yeah
Ice pack cold, yeah, prices for the low
Never been a ho, yeah, roach trained to go, yeah
Juggin' on my own, yeah, love bein' alone, yeah
(ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney)
[Interlude: Bass Santana]
Wait, turn me up, lil' bitch, yuh
Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
[Verse 2: Bass Santana]
Hit my nigga Bhris when the pack touchdown (Yuh)
Half on the lick, yeah, 50 with the split, yeah
All my lil' youngins, they gon' hold this shit down
That's just how we vomin', I been up to somethin'
I'm Olympic runner (Yeah)
Niggas goin' rogue, yeah, you are not M.O, yeah
Stop tryin' so hard, yeah, y'all doin' the most, yeah
Keep your circle close, yeah (Close yeah, facts, close yeah)
You ain't goin' nowhere, facts
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