Good Mood (feat. Josta)

I'm in a good mood
Imma just go to the mall and cash out on some new shoes
Pussy boy be hatin' on me cuz I win and you lose
I hit up foenem, tell em that im winnin', got some good news
You jealous of me cuz im winnin', boy, you got some screws loose
Eatin' good, we livin' lavish, got some good food
But Rest In Peace the ones that's fallen, y'all left us too soon
They always actin' shady, if they not, guess its a blue moon
Designer the fashion, Louis, Gucci, Fendi, can't choose

We don't even talk, get my name out yo mouth
Talkin' that shit, imma put you down south
You gon' get yourself killed just for the clout
But imma make it, I ain't even got a doubt
I left your bitch wet
Now when you try to fuck her, yeah, she left in a drought
Pull out the cannon
Ain't even talkin' no camera but we gonna frame it
Bitch I'm the goat, I'm steady actin' wild, no, you cannot tame me
Listen to my lyrics, that's some real life shit turned to entertainment
I'm gonna make it, imma do good for myself, you cannot change it
Hella versatile, whatever style you want I could do it, just name it

I'm in a good mood
Imma just go to the mall and cash out on some new shoes
Pussy boy be hatin' on me cuz I win and you lose
I hit up foenem, tell em that im winnin', got some good news
You jealous of me cuz im winnin', boy, you got some screws loose
Eatin' good, we livin' lavish, got some good food
But Rest In Peace the ones that's fallen, y'all left us too soon
They always actin' shady, if they not, guess its a blue moon
Designer the fashion, Louis, Gucci, Fendi, can't choose

Copped a cuban link up with that hoe in dubai
I live rent free in yo head cuz imma bad boy
Makin' it out the hood I had to run up on boys
My dad a lil bitch cuz he be slacking like a lil boy
I put lotta niggas in acid
They body be hanging, it's flacid
I be going 200 up on the dash and my shit ain't crashin'
Gotta pound of weed and that grabba leaf in my trunk, we cashin'
Now you better take a seat and then mix the lean because class in session
Rest in peace to all the legends now
Juice wrld and X you know
If a shorty wanna play my heart she gon' end like em ex and hoes
If u gettin high offa fentanyl
Really ain't the best shit you know
Lotta niggas done od'd but when you smoke that loud, you unkillable

I'm in a good mood
Imma just go to the mall and cash out on some new shoes
Pussy boy be hatin' on me cuz I win and you lose
I hit up foenem, tell em that im winnin', got some good news
You jealous of me cuz im winnin', boy, you got some screws loose
Eatin' good, we livin' lavish, got some good food
But Rest In Peace the ones that's fallen, y'all left us too soon
They always actin' shady, if they not, guess its a blue moon
Designer the fashion, Louis, Gucci, Fendi, can't choose



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Writer(s): Harm Tn
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