Mood af lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah

[Chorus]
Call this pus*y out like, b*tch I’m talking to you
If you block my route, I’m gon put up with you too
Ain't tryna be loud, I ain't tryna be too rude
I just wanna lounge, so I’ll make sure I do
Posted with my bros, yeah that’s mood as f*ck
I ain't down bad, I don’t choose my luck
Yeah that’s mood as f*ck
If he bring us down, he gon have none to do with us

[Verse]
None to do with us
And I know my sh*t, I can see right through you
Shot in the dark, give a f*ck if I screw it up
Cause I know damn well I been stressing too much
Thinking bout the wrong choice till there ain't even a good one
f*ck thinking now, I’ll think later, later
And he just stick to the paper, paper
Stick to the script like a coder
That boy a poser
b*tch I’ll die trying, I’m in till I’m over
And I got what it takes, f*ck what they told ya
I don’t push weight, but that sh*t’s on my shoulders
Yeah, I keep the circle close, yeah
I’ll be posted in the back, tuning it all out, eyes on my phone, yeah
I might f*ck around for a little while and then go, yeah
I ain't gonna miss, and you know you don’t know that
I’ll just try to get by, and they’ll still get like so mad
Ima blow some steam off cause I goddamn earned it, yeah
They tryna put me down, but I been through way worse sh*t, yeah
Yeah
He was talking sh*t, I’ll just quote him and laugh
And I didn’t give a f*ck, so he folding in half
Says he got a complaint, he get shown to the staff
If he wasting my time, he get thrown out the back
[Chorus]
Call this pus*y out like, b*tch I’m talking to you
If you block my route, I’m gon put up with you too
Ain't tryna be loud, I ain't tryna be too rude
I just wanna lounge, so I’ll make sure I do
Posted with my bros, yeah that’s mood as f*ck
I ain't down bad, I don’t choose my luck
Yeah that’s mood as f*ck
If he bring us down, he gon have none to do with us