OFF WHITE LEXUS
Pull up in the whip like
That Off White Lexus
Might have been a Porsche
Mind's been melting, must be the vodka
Don't talk life, you're not making much progress
Did it on my own, I'm the King of the Conquest
Glass half full of the finest blanc
Zacardi on hand for the night
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
Aye aye aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I'm impatient
My head's screwed on but my mind
Is in one too many places
At the club, Lower East, in this heat
and she's feelin' on my fragrance
Don't trip
If I read between the lines it's cuz I can't read lips
She another coin flip, Big Ben, pick six
All she do is turn up, act out, get lit
I'm not the type to let shit rest
I'm the type to make shit happen
She thinks I'm obsessed
But I think she's chaotic
I think she's cha-o-tic (yuh)
I think she's cha-o-tic (yuh)
I think she's cha-o-tic (yuh)
I think we're chaotic (hmm)
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
You don't wanna see a pistol on my hipside
Because we don't need another shooter on the West Side
I've been riding on a wave not riptide
And I've been livin' on the stratus, I don't get high
Pour another Tennessee in my cup, young man
You don't even wanna know what's what, young man
Seventeen years old, left home, with a plan
Bust Bust Bust bustin' with a duffel in my hand, aye
Landed down in Durham, just a freshman in the stands
Dawg I learned to never compromise on feelings that I have
Dawn I'm finna run an enterprise with Ricky on the staff
Can we raise all of our fists to the sky one time
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye (one time)
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
Aye aye aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
That Off White Lexus
Might have been a Porsche
Mind's been melting, must be the vodka
Don't talk life, you're not making much progress
Did it on my own, I'm the King of the Conquest
Glass half full of the finest blanc
Zacardi on hand for the night
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
Aye aye aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I'm impatient
My head's screwed on but my mind
Is in one too many places
At the club, Lower East, in this heat
and she's feelin' on my fragrance
Don't trip
If I read between the lines it's cuz I can't read lips
She another coin flip, Big Ben, pick six
All she do is turn up, act out, get lit
I'm not the type to let shit rest
I'm the type to make shit happen
She thinks I'm obsessed
But I think she's chaotic
I think she's cha-o-tic (yuh)
I think she's cha-o-tic (yuh)
I think she's cha-o-tic (yuh)
I think we're chaotic (hmm)
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
You don't wanna see a pistol on my hipside
Because we don't need another shooter on the West Side
I've been riding on a wave not riptide
And I've been livin' on the stratus, I don't get high
Pour another Tennessee in my cup, young man
You don't even wanna know what's what, young man
Seventeen years old, left home, with a plan
Bust Bust Bust bustin' with a duffel in my hand, aye
Landed down in Durham, just a freshman in the stands
Dawg I learned to never compromise on feelings that I have
Dawn I'm finna run an enterprise with Ricky on the staff
Can we raise all of our fists to the sky one time
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye (one time)
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
Aye aye aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
I just wanna know your mood, aye
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Writer(s): Nava Barman
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