Moods

Yea

Ha

Yea

This ain't clout, I'm a celebrity

It's not fame, Its popularity

My diamonds real they got clarity

I've been giving back like a charity

Fuck all my exes, aint cherish me

My old homies aint scaring me

Dont na'n **** put fear in me

They don't feel me, they just hearing me

I take the D out of depression(D-E)

And claiming up all my blessings

Turned all my L's into lessons

Now i ride with with Smith and Wesson(A)

Hop on the beat I got moods

I'm getting high off the shrooms

And this flower so good like a bloom

And she lick on my looney like tunes

But i cannot hop over brooms

I cannot trust you, I'm tired of these fools

I be eating these beats like some food

And I skate with my rockers like dudes(Aye)

Hopped in the benz did the the dash on crenshaw

Cooking up shit so much made my wrist lock

Only game I played in my life was knick knock

Seen a lot of **** fold and bend like flip flops

Got a lot of hoes, I didnt meet them at the pit stop

Fresh off the boat, yea the plug got a big drop

Straight to sucking dick, she know better than to lip lock

Bad bitches love me, yea they say i got a big cock

This is real vintage, yea I got it at the thrift shop

I been counting money, I can't waste time, Tic Tok

People really love me when they see me, it's a big shock

Rocking all these stones, yea they say I got a big rock

(Yea)

Pretty **** running shit

I been on my grind so long, they say I'm number one and shit

This is not a running hit

This is like a sudden shift

This is like a sudden shift