Mood lyrics
by Destroy Lonely
[Chorus]
Yeah (Up, up, up)
All this cash, it can change her mood
And my b*tch, she bad, yeah, she came with attitude
Lights, camera, action and I live life like a movie
When you movin' fast, gotta keep a tool
When you keep a bag on you, gotta keep a tool
These n*ggas too ass, yeah, that’s true, huh
These n*ggas too lame, huh, yeah, and that's rude
[Verse 1]
My b*tch, she don't play, yeah, and she rude
Lil’ b*tch I like Rick, yeah, I don't rock no Ru'
Yeah, if I cop this VETEMENTS for this b*tch, it switch her mood
Yeah, if I come through rockin' these baguettes, it switch her mood
Yeah, she okay, yeah, that b*tch cool
Yeah, that bit' cool, yeah, my b*tch bool
Yeah, I f*ck model hoes, my b*tch rock exclusive [?]
Okay, she want Miu Miu, and I cop her Pucci too
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
All this cash, it can change her mood
And my b*tch, she bad, yeah, she came with attitude
Lights, camera, action and I live life like a movie
When you movin' fast, gotta keep a tool
When you keep a bag on you, gotta keep a tool
These n*ggas too ass, yeah, that's true, huh
These n*ggas too lame, huh, yeah, and that's rude
[Verse 2]
I stay with my bloods, b*tch, but I stay countin’ blues
I stay on these drugs, b*tch, and they might change my mood
Yeah, six shoots in this .40 too, n*gga, I got two
I like European swag, I put 44 on my shoes
n*gga, you ain’t got no cash, yeah, you a fool
I was livin' with the ho in the bag, yeah, she was cool
Yeah, I been knew I would be rich, I was making money and skippin’ school
Damn, I didn't know that was your b*tch, she came through, f*cked on my whole crew (Woah, Top Floor)
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah
All this cash, it can change her mood
And my b*tch, she bad, yeah, she came with attitude
Lights, camera, ass and I live life a movie
Way you movin' fast, gotta keep a tool
Way you keep a bag on you, gotta keep a tool
These n*ggas too ass, huh, yeah, that's true, huh
These n*ggas too lame, huh, yeah, and that’s rude