Mood Lyrics

Mood Lyrics

[Dirtbike LB:]
I told her you ain't gotta worry bout us
T house for a month
7 pounds and its smelling like runts
I know she stepping with us
I told the plug ima need an abundance
Flooded the city with mud
Top down but we came from the jungle
Baby its so different for us
8 bricks and the stick on a journey
And always relying on [?]
I told my lady you're thick and you're curvy
Baby I'm tryna f**k
Said you give up and these niggas ain't worthy
Showing you life's a must
I told my nigga to hang out the ride
Burning these opps like a furnace
This is my turn and I'm taking what's mine
Sick of the rap niggas sick of the lies
First time when I f**k I f**k on a perc and I thought I didn't like it
The first time when she f**k with the kid she said how am I like this

There is no love
Rose gold richard mille go wooo
She loving the gang
She loving the coooupe
I think this money is changing my mood
I think this money is changing my mood

[Young Adz:]
Rich nigga opinion
I got a rich nigga opinion yeah
Deals flying all winter
And I get you slimed out by a minion yeah
Hate all these niggas I'm sick of em yeah
Wrist is 100 the flick of it yeah
Look at my jewels I might shed couple tears
The come up in the bando shed couple of years
We go AP for the time
My Jordan 4's are Off White
My eyes are lazy I look tired
Can't explain to probation I'm high
Richard Mille and my white vest
I might put my darg to the test
Just put the TV's in the rear
And I put some VV's in her ear
My nigga
f**k up the crack game like it was his career
You might
Think he's a football player in a club like he play's for the Spears
Oh sh*t I mean plays for the Spurs
I run up a check and I stuck to my word
I'm telling my youngins it's customer first
He left his lil lady and slung him a bird

[Dirtbike LB:]
There is no love
Rose gold richard mille go wooo
She loving the gang
She loving the coooupe
I think this money is changing my mood
I think this money is changing my mood

[M Huncho:]
They cannot do what I do
I barely fit in this coupe
I'm feeling so in my bag
They cannot f**k up my groove
I threw a [?] to Steve
I told him get high on this food
Cause I am leaving the life
I can; t be sane in this mood
I know I'm going all glad
I put a price on your head
Four figures that's less than one if I put on my wrist
That's taking the p**s for real
8 figures on the way
I'm taking a p**s for real
I'm tryna be friends with Richard
Before all the Richard Milles
This money gave me all the thrills
This money made me miss some meals
This money made me keep it trill
And I planned for this sh*t
Let it snow in this b**ch
Boost the men from this sh*t
Now we say that we did it
We don't ball with a limit
You a snitch we can't kick it
Risked my life for a [?]
For the sake of these digits

[Dirtbike LB:]
There is no love
Rose gold richard mille go wooo
She loving the gang
She loving the coooupe
I think this money is changing my mood
I think this money is changing my mood