Mood Mood Big Mood (Yeah)
Mood Mood Big Mood (Yeah)
New House Big Rooms
New Coupe Big Jewels
Same Game New Rules
I Win You Lose
Hi hello from the baddest nigga
I know I make you feel average nigga
You unfamiliar just ask your bitch
Unzip my pants when they ask for dinner
Im in your face applying pressure
You niggas is madd I ain't sorry bout it
Come for me you get rerouted
On my level I highly doubt it
Fountain bleu when I'm in Miami
F*ckin these hoes and I do it gladly
If you was winning you'd understand me
I stay with money it's in the family
You talk shit and you look like it
I whip foreigns you hitch hikin
Go to sleep when your day begins
Check calling, and I'm answering
Getting heaps of money, no Imogen
You hating niggas, I am not your friend
I am not your equal, I'm not your peer
You on a bus, I'm on a leer
I come through, you disappear
I️ bathe in ace, you sipping beer
Don't comprehend well I'll make it clear
You bum bitches ain't welcome here nigga
Mood Mood Big Mood (Yeah)
Mood Mood Big Mood (Yeah)
New House Big Rooms
New Coupe Big Jewels
Same Game New Rules
I Win You Lose
Lil bitch you stay in my business like you work for it
I bring them bitches to the yard like a lawn mower
You be fronting like you hard when you clearly not
Honestly
Embarrassing
You need to stop
Funny how i got it made but i never mop
Funny how you talkin shit but you'll never pop
Yeah I'm laughing to bank had to make a drop
Up in saks i ain't ever gotta window shop
Dropping stacks in These Gucci slacks
No I'm not a Concierge
But i get that bag bitch
Enough money no such thing
You don't want no f*ckin smoke nigga trust me
I be acting like a dick you can suck me
I will never let a broke nigga touch me
How you hating when you really wanna f*ck me
Talk shit but in person you gone duck me
Disgusting
Pathetic
If i said the shit then i meant it bitch
Won't take it back
Raise the pressure, and give heart attacks
Upper class, I'm apart of that
Making niggas wish they'd thought of fits
That I put together
I do it better i get it wetter
I get my way and I never settle
Mood Mood Big Mood (Yeah)
Mood Mood Big Mood (Yeah)
New House Big Rooms
New Coupe Big Jewels
Same Game New Rules
I Win You Lose
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Mood Mood Big Mood (Yeah)
Mood Mood Big Mood (Yeah)
New House Big Rooms
New Coupe Big Jewels
Same Game New Rules
I Win You Lose
Hi hello from the baddest nigga
I know I make you feel average nigga
You unfamiliar just ask your bitch
Unzip my pants when they ask for dinner
Im in your face applying pressure
You niggas is madd I ain't sorry bout it
Come for me you get rerouted
On my level I highly doubt it
Fountain bleu when I'm in Miami
F*ckin these hoes and I do it gladly
If you was winning you'd understand me
I stay with money it's in the family
You talk shit and you look like it
I whip foreigns you hitch hikin
Go to sleep when your day begins
Check calling, and I'm answering
Getting heaps of money, no Imogen
You hating niggas, I am not your friend
I am not your equal, I'm not your peer
You on a bus, I'm on a leer
I come through, you disappear
I️ bathe in ace, you sipping beer
Don't comprehend well I'll make it clear
You bum bitches ain't welcome here nigga
Mood Mood Big Mood (Yeah)
Mood Mood Big Mood (Yeah)
New House Big Rooms
New Coupe Big Jewels
Same Game New Rules
I Win You Lose
Lil bitch you stay in my business like you work for it
I bring them bitches to the yard like a lawn mower
You be fronting like you hard when you clearly not
Honestly
Embarrassing
You need to stop
Funny how i got it made but i never mop
Funny how you talkin shit but you'll never pop
Yeah I'm laughing to bank had to make a drop
Up in saks i ain't ever gotta window shop
Dropping stacks in These Gucci slacks
No I'm not a Concierge
But i get that bag bitch
Enough money no such thing
You don't want no f*ckin smoke nigga trust me
I be acting like a dick you can suck me
I will never let a broke nigga touch me
How you hating when you really wanna f*ck me
Talk shit but in person you gone duck me
Disgusting
Pathetic
If i said the shit then i meant it bitch
Won't take it back
Raise the pressure, and give heart attacks
Upper class, I'm apart of that
Making niggas wish they'd thought of fits
That I put together
I do it better i get it wetter
I get my way and I never settle
Mood Mood Big Mood (Yeah)
Mood Mood Big Mood (Yeah)
New House Big Rooms
New Coupe Big Jewels
Same Game New Rules
I Win You Lose
Mood Mood Big Mood (Yeah)
New House Big Rooms
New Coupe Big Jewels
Same Game New Rules
I Win You Lose
Hi hello from the baddest nigga
I know I make you feel average nigga
You unfamiliar just ask your bitch
Unzip my pants when they ask for dinner
Im in your face applying pressure
You niggas is madd I ain't sorry bout it
Come for me you get rerouted
On my level I highly doubt it
Fountain bleu when I'm in Miami
F*ckin these hoes and I do it gladly
If you was winning you'd understand me
I stay with money it's in the family
You talk shit and you look like it
I whip foreigns you hitch hikin
Go to sleep when your day begins
Check calling, and I'm answering
Getting heaps of money, no Imogen
You hating niggas, I am not your friend
I am not your equal, I'm not your peer
You on a bus, I'm on a leer
I come through, you disappear
I️ bathe in ace, you sipping beer
Don't comprehend well I'll make it clear
You bum bitches ain't welcome here nigga
Mood Mood Big Mood (Yeah)
Mood Mood Big Mood (Yeah)
New House Big Rooms
New Coupe Big Jewels
Same Game New Rules
I Win You Lose
Lil bitch you stay in my business like you work for it
I bring them bitches to the yard like a lawn mower
You be fronting like you hard when you clearly not
Honestly
Embarrassing
You need to stop
Funny how i got it made but i never mop
Funny how you talkin shit but you'll never pop
Yeah I'm laughing to bank had to make a drop
Up in saks i ain't ever gotta window shop
Dropping stacks in These Gucci slacks
No I'm not a Concierge
But i get that bag bitch
Enough money no such thing
You don't want no f*ckin smoke nigga trust me
I be acting like a dick you can suck me
I will never let a broke nigga touch me
How you hating when you really wanna f*ck me
Talk shit but in person you gone duck me
Disgusting
Pathetic
If i said the shit then i meant it bitch
Won't take it back
Raise the pressure, and give heart attacks
Upper class, I'm apart of that
Making niggas wish they'd thought of fits
That I put together
I do it better i get it wetter
I get my way and I never settle
Mood Mood Big Mood (Yeah)
Mood Mood Big Mood (Yeah)
New House Big Rooms
New Coupe Big Jewels
Same Game New Rules
I Win You Lose
Writer: Nichols Taylor
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid