Mood Swings
Wheezy outta here (wheezy outta here)
Beast, beast
I'm a beast
Oh my God (God), mood swings (swings)
Out of line (line), mood swings (swings)
Out of time (time)
I was broke (broke), I don't cry (cry)
I'm the g.o.a.t (g.o.a.t), I'm a god (god)
I'm a beast, I'm a Goblin, nigga, let that shit fly
Nigga, you don't want no problem
I be feelin' like Batman, my niggas always robbin'
I just got caught fuckin' my best friend, we wylin', yeah
She was my bestie, mm, never knew she was so nasty, mm, yeah
And she so sexy, mm, kissin' on bitches like lesbians, yeah
Ass so fat, oh, bouncin' up and down like a basketball, yeah
Niggas wanna test me, snipe a nigga, treat him like Wesley, yeah
Bitch, I go, big .44, yeah, I know they don't want no smoke
Big face watch, big bank rolls
Big ass bag with the big Lambo'
Bitch, I'm bad, young Mike, I'm a G.O.A.T
Mike Amiri pants too tight for the pole
Me and my bestie fucked on the low
Can you still trust me? I don't know
(No) I don't know, outta' time
I'm so caught out of line
Adderall, analyze
Lost my bro, lost my mind
Want my soul, niggas want my life
Tryna' take my hoes, tryna fuck my wife
Mood swings, sometimes I need two at a time
Fuckin' two sets of twins, and one of them shy
Fuck two sets of tens like a couple of dimes
Fuck two sets of twins like a couple of times
Fuck few sets of twins like a couple of times
Percocets, two times
Percocet, never knew when to come
Percocets, two time
Percocet, never knew when to come
I'm a beast (beast)
Oh my God (God), mood swings (swings)
Out of line (line), mood swings (swings)
Out of time (time)
I was broke (broke), I don't cry (cry)
I'm a g.o.a.t (g.o.a.t), I'm a God (God)
I'm a beast, I'm a Goblin, nigga, let that shit fly (yeah)
Nigga, you don't want no problem
I be feelin' like Batman, my niggas always robbin'
I just got caught fuckin' my best friend, we wylin', yeah
She was my bestie, mm, never know she was so nasty, mm, yeah
And she so sexy, mm, kissin' on bitches like lesbians, yeah
Ass so fat, oh, bouncin' up and down like a basketball, yeah
Niggas wanna test me, snipe a nigga, treat him like Wesley, yeah
Beast, beast
I'm a beast
Oh my God (God), mood swings (swings)
Out of line (line), mood swings (swings)
Out of time (time)
I was broke (broke), I don't cry (cry)
I'm the g.o.a.t (g.o.a.t), I'm a god (god)
I'm a beast, I'm a Goblin, nigga, let that shit fly
Nigga, you don't want no problem
I be feelin' like Batman, my niggas always robbin'
I just got caught fuckin' my best friend, we wylin', yeah
She was my bestie, mm, never knew she was so nasty, mm, yeah
And she so sexy, mm, kissin' on bitches like lesbians, yeah
Ass so fat, oh, bouncin' up and down like a basketball, yeah
Niggas wanna test me, snipe a nigga, treat him like Wesley, yeah
Bitch, I go, big .44, yeah, I know they don't want no smoke
Big face watch, big bank rolls
Big ass bag with the big Lambo'
Bitch, I'm bad, young Mike, I'm a G.O.A.T
Mike Amiri pants too tight for the pole
Me and my bestie fucked on the low
Can you still trust me? I don't know
(No) I don't know, outta' time
I'm so caught out of line
Adderall, analyze
Lost my bro, lost my mind
Want my soul, niggas want my life
Tryna' take my hoes, tryna fuck my wife
Mood swings, sometimes I need two at a time
Fuckin' two sets of twins, and one of them shy
Fuck two sets of tens like a couple of dimes
Fuck two sets of twins like a couple of times
Fuck few sets of twins like a couple of times
Percocets, two times
Percocet, never knew when to come
Percocets, two time
Percocet, never knew when to come
I'm a beast (beast)
Oh my God (God), mood swings (swings)
Out of line (line), mood swings (swings)
Out of time (time)
I was broke (broke), I don't cry (cry)
I'm a g.o.a.t (g.o.a.t), I'm a God (God)
I'm a beast, I'm a Goblin, nigga, let that shit fly (yeah)
Nigga, you don't want no problem
I be feelin' like Batman, my niggas always robbin'
I just got caught fuckin' my best friend, we wylin', yeah
She was my bestie, mm, never know she was so nasty, mm, yeah
And she so sexy, mm, kissin' on bitches like lesbians, yeah
Ass so fat, oh, bouncin' up and down like a basketball, yeah
Niggas wanna test me, snipe a nigga, treat him like Wesley, yeah
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Writer(s): Artist Dubose, Wesley Tyler Glass
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