Moods

(Yeah)
I'm feeling good
Shit I feel amazing
All this shit that I been feeling, I really cannot fake this
Talk to me like I'm a villian but I do not say shit
My mind run a mile a minute when I smell your fragrance
I don't take shit serious, yeah my bitch she hate it
But I can't fake this
You know I love playing
But I'm the same one that's always getting in my moods
But I'm who I am so there's nothing that you could do
Take me as I come, I would never try to change you
If you stay down no one could ever change how I view you
But you moved slime I don't even wanna see you
Cause I know myself I ain't even tryna grease you

(Yeah, yeah)
I told her step
With all the broke bitches to the left
How you even moving like a ten
(Yeah, yeah)
That's word to set
I left my name right up on her chest
We don't give a fuck about no vest
You know we only aiming for the head

I been gone, on my own
I don't care, leave me lone
I know that you wanna talk but don't call my telephone
I don't link, I'm a ghost
I don't wanna know you more
Gonna pass you to my mans
When I've had my fun of course
Oh mami, peep the scene
Mona Lisa in my sheets
Roll it up, pass the trees
Burn it to the third degree
C'est la vie
C'est la fin
Tell your mama bye for me
But you could tell her hit me up if she tryna fuck with bling

(If she tryna fuck with bling)
(C'est la vie)
(C'est la fin)
(Woah, woah)
I told her step
With all the broke bitches to the left
How you even moving like a ten
(Yeah, yeah)
That's word to set
I left my name right up on her chest
We don't give a fuck about no vest
You know we only aim for the head

Why you been so cold on me, yeah
Why you been so cold
Why you been so cold on me, yeah
Why you been so cold on me, yeah
Why you been so cold
Why you been so cold on me, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Ahlayah Springer
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