Moody lyrics

( Verse 1 )
Tell the Dj let’s run it back
Hang with a b*tch no fun in that
She start of with pills end with crack
She don’t like me but she love this track
I don’t love you but I love this ass
I don’t love work But I love this cash
Said you not good but Runnin' that
The way you ride me is so hot in fact
The look in your eyes girl Im loving that

( Verse 2 )
You don’t like pills poppin' them
Idont like Hoes But I f*ck with them
You Don’t like me, Imma f*ck ya friend
Might pop a head, but won’t pop a Xan
Turn a b*tch In gold like she got a tan
Just get cold like a lot of fan
Flash on her like a lot of fans
Your man A b*tch do you love a Tran?
Wanna try me, girl Im not the guy
Yeah I can smile, But Im not that nice
We never went out, girl you tellin' lies
I want a steak put it up with fries
My hoe thinks that I f*ck with clients
Told her
I only f*ck with finance
Fiji Don’t stop or Start A riot
To be your wife do I need appliance
For my di*k I should fix a prize
She Went to squirt & she got surprised
You want The dope & I got supplies
Police cuff me Read me out my rights
Let water flowing out my ice
You can see pain Coming Out my eyes
Take the b*tch, take Her off my mind
I wanna Smoke, she want all my time
I got yo ex, Snorting up that line
Taste My cup, Im like nah thats fine
She love me, but she know Im lying
Drop more sh*t boy you know Im trying
Im awake but hoes know Im tired
I’ll be out way Before Im fired
( Outro )
b*tches both ways like they moody
My g’s facing both ways that’s some Gucci
She open Up to me , that’s a coochie
I be Badazz with this life, think Im Boosie