Big Mood lyrics

[Intro]
If you my b*tch, then be my b*tch, and don't turn on me for sh*t
Put yo' trust in a n*gga, how you figure? (Haha)
Look (Woo)

[Chorus]
If you my b*tch, then be my b*tch, and don't turn on me for sh*t (Never)
Nowadays these b*tches sick and they gon' turn on you for di*k (Disgusting)
He pourin' his heart out, I just can't fall in love for sh*t (I'm sorry)
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, right now I'm tryna get rich (Ayy)
If you my b*tch, then be my b*tch, and don't turn on me for sh*t (Never)
Nowadays these b*tches sick and they gon' turn on you for di*k (Disgusting)
He pourin' his heart out, I just can't fall in love for sh*t (I'm sorry)
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, right now I'm tryna get rich (Ayy)

[Verse 1]
I can't, can't get in my feelings, we ain't cryin', 'bout no n*gga (Nope)
We ain't ridin' 'bout no n*gga house, spyin' on no n*gga (Nope)
Let's go get some money and get fine on these n*ggas (Fine)
When it's one, two, three, four, five-hundred n*ggas (By my side)
He like, "What are we?" (Oh)
I'm like, "Huh?" What, I know who I am
One thing that I know, if it ain't money, I just don't give a damn (I don't)
Ain't tryna chase np n*gga, I'm chasin' money, I might just catch a cramp
We not havin' smoke about no n*gga (Woo), I just smoked a gram
[Chorus]
If you my b*tch, then be my b*tch, and don't turn on me for sh*t (Never)
Nowadays these b*tches sick and they gon' turn on you for di*k (Disgusting)
He pourin' his heart out, I just can't fall in love for sh*t (I'm sorry)
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, right now I'm tryna get rich (Ayy)
If you my b*tch, then be my b*tch, and don't turn on me for sh*t (Never)
Nowadays these b*tches sick and they gon' turn on you for di*k (Disgusting)
He pourin' his heart out, I just can't fall in love for sh*t (I'm sorry)
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, right now I'm tryna get rich (Ayy)

[Verse 2]
I can't pop out with no n*gga (No), you can't trust 'em (No), won't embarrass me (No)
When I get my lick back, ain't no limit, call me Master P (On God)
Half these n*ggas slow, ask his ass to have a spelling bee (Dumb ass)
What come after, "G" and before "P," and then, you add the, "E" (Ho-ass)
Blowin' up his phone, he ain't busy, b*tch, he cheatin' (Cheatin')
Just leave that n*gga 'lone, stop actin' dizzy, b*tch, you tweakin'
Say he love you, don't believe it (No), get some money, don't get even (No)
Get yo' sh*t together, baby, we ain't f*ck that n*gga season (On God)

[Chorus]
If you my b*tch, then be my b*tch, and don't turn on me for sh*t (Never)
Nowadays these b*tches sick and they gon' turn on you for di*k (Disgusting)
He pourin' his heart out, I just can't fall in love for sh*t (I'm sorry)
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, right now I'm tryna get rich (Ayy)
If you my b*tch, then be my b*tch, and don't turn on me for sh*t (Never)
Nowadays these b*tches sick and they gon' turn on you for di*k (Disgusting)
He pourin' his heart out, I just can't fall in love for sh*t (I'm sorry)
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, right now I'm tryna get rich (Ayy)
[Outro]
Can't trust no n*gga, no
No, you can't love no n*gga, no
No, you can't trust no n*gga, no (Huh)
No, you can't love no n*gga, no
Yeah, on God
Don't do that
Ayy, 2023, we ain't goin' for no bullsh*t ladies
Hahahahaha
Yeah, we ain't goin' for no bullsh*t, on God
We ain't cryin', 'bout no n*gga
We ain't ridin' 'bout no, ridin' 'bout no, spyin' on no n*gga
Right now I'm tryna get rich (Ayy)
Let's go get some money and get fine on these n*ggas
When it's one, two, three, four, five-hundred n*ggas