Moodswings lyrics
by Tyler
(Hook)
She popped a perc, now she going insane
The f*ck with these b*tches? They be having moodswings
Woods, yeah, I smoke to the brain
Don't know y'all boys y'all some lames
You wanna live? Then stay in your lane
I'm a go pull up, snatch that boys chain
I'm a go and pour up this drank
f*ck a car, gang pull up in tanks
I'm a pull up and go to the bank
Oh, wait, yeah the bank closed
Hey, I get all these bankrolls
And I get all these hoes
(Verse)
Ballin' just like D Rose
No I can't save a hoe
I'm no f*cking hero
Counting up this deniro
Told the b*tch that she gotta go
Smoking gas like I'm citgo
Stopped at the gas station
And we copped some faygo
And I know you a fake hoe
No you can't get none my dough
And I stay with a big pole
I'm a aim it to your nose
What I'm smoking on your bros
Yeah I'm smoking on your dead man
And I can help you meet them
Hollow tips to your head, man
Bullet through your headband
I cannot f*ck with no feds man
They never cared what I said, man
Now they bumping all my songs, man
Too clean, got the sauce now
Chain wet, like a facuet
Icey got xan, he off it
Too much money in my pockets
I don't have no f*cking wallet
Tapestop effect
(Hook)
She popped a perc, now she going insane
The f*ck with these b*tches? They be having moodswings
Woods, yeah, I smoke to the brain
Don't know y'all boys y'all some lames
You wanna live? Then stay in your lane
I'm a go pull up, snatch that boys chain
I'm a go and pour up this drank
f*ck a car, gang pull up in tanks
I'm a pull up and go to the bank
Oh, wait, yeah the bank closed
Hey, I get all these bankrolls
And I get all these hoes
Tapestop effect
(Outro)
She popped a perc, now she going insane
The f*ck with these b*tches? They be having moodswings
Woods, yeah, I smoke to the brain
Don't know y'all boys y'all some lames
You wanna live? Then stay in your lane
I'm a go pull up, snatch that boys chain
I'm a go and pour up this drank
f*ck a car, gang pull up in tanks
I'm a pull up and go to the bank
Oh, wait, yeah the bank closed
Hey, I get all these bankrolls
And I get all these hoes
Ballin' just like D Rose
No I can't save a hoe
I'm no f*cking hero
Counting up this deniro
Told the b*tch that she gotta go
Smoking gas like I'm citgo
Stopped at the gas station
And we copped some faygo
And I know you a fake hoe
No you can't get none my dough
And I stay with a big pole
I'm a aim it to your nose
What I'm smoking on your bros
Yeah I'm smoking on your dead man
And I can help you meet them
Hollow tips to your head, man
Bullet through your headband