Mood

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

Mood
You think I you think I'm rude
I think I, I think I'm through
Fighting with you
Over these dudes
I ain't seen him in some years
And now here you go
Ready to deuce (Out)
Ready to deuce (Out)

Ready to ready to ready to ready to

You say you through
I say okay
Ima sip this lemonade
you can act crazy all day
But baby I'm still gettin paid
Money keep calling my name yeah
And With or without you I'm sane

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

Baby, You should just bounce
Ima smoke this half an ounce
Get you out my head
Cause this shit is dead
Ima just continue counting this Bread yeah
Keep my energy high
Won't let you get near it

Yeah Yeah Yeah

And I can't do this shit no more
Gone head pack your shit for sure
I'm gone open up that door
For you to leave Cause
I'm losing parts of me
And I'm tired of arguing, uh

You say you through
I say okay
Ima sip this lemonade
You can act crazy all day
But baby I'm still gettin paid
Money keep calling my name, yeah
And With or without you I'm sane

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

Baby, You should just bounce
Ima smoke this half an ounce
Get you out my head
Cause this shit is dead
Ima just continue counting this Bread yeah
Keep my energy high
Won't let you get near it

Yeah Yeah Yeah

And I can't do this shit no more
Gone head pack your shit for sure
I'm gone open up that door
For you to leave Cause
I'm losing parts of me
And I'm tired of arguing

Mm, yeah

You say you through
I say okay
Ima sip this lemonade
You can act crazy all day
But baby I'm still gettin paid
Money keep calling my name
And with or without you I'm sane



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Writer(s): Aja Garcia
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