D.F.U.M.M.

Don't fuck up my mood, ahh
You got me fucked up bitch you better move, ahh
I'm not tryna talk bitch, I'm cool, ahh
You got that fye well bitch I got it too, haa
You must want an altercation
How you tryna start shit, you ain't ask me how my day been
Why the fuck we beefing, nigga I don't even say shit
I was being cool but now I'm running out of patience
I don't need to ask for your respect, I rather take it

Nigga tryna start like I won't pop him like a tart
Bitch you need to step back back back back back
Prolly mad about a bitch and if he is, then I ain't trippin
I could always give her back back back back back
If its pressure, Ima press ya, never leave without the metal
Nigga I could never lack lack lack lack lack
And that shit for whoever tryna get a nigga set up
Bitch I always keep a strap strap strap, no cap
Its prolly cause I'm bout put the coast on the map
Or its prolly cause they bitch love the way a nigga rap
But I rather people hate than to gimme fake dap
Then go talk behind yo mane I really hate that
I'm about to steal the game, ain't no fuckin take backs
Ouu I know you mad, oh fuck it, stay mad
If you ain't with the gang then nigga, stay back
Unless you want problems with the gang

Don't fuck up my mood, ahh
You got me fucked up bitch you better move, ahh
I'm not tryna talk bitch, I'm cool, ahh
You got that fye well bitch I got it too, haa
You must want an altercation
How you tryna start shit, you ain't ask me how my day been
Why the fuck we beefing, nigga I don't even say shit
I was being cool but now I'm running out of patience
I don't need to ask for your respect, I rather take it

And that go for them hoes who don't do what they suppose
Bitch you should know how it go, uh uh uh uh
I can't stand a bitch who broke and try to use up all my dough
Baby that ain't how it go, I'm in a good mood
Don't fuck it up, I could pick someone new
How the fuck Ima cheat, I ain't even with you
You wasn't shit, made a blessing out you
Don't make me think of a reason to shoo
Yeen fuck with me back then but ya fuckin with me now
Would ya look at that, these bitches love to tell me where they came from
As if I can't put em back, my old bitch thought she was shit
But when it came down to the truth, she was full of that
I be quick to cut a bitch off, if you don't want me pissed off

Don't fuck up my mood, ahh
You got me fucked up bitch you better move, ahh
I'm not tryna talk bitch, I'm cool, ahh
You got that fye well bitch I got it too, haa
You must want an altercation
How you tryna start shit, you ain't ask me how my day been
Why the fuck we beefing, nigga I don't even say shit
I was being cool but now I'm running out of patience
I don't need to ask for your respect, I rather take it



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Writer(s): Renzell Johnson
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