Big Mood
If you my bitch, then be my bitch, and don't turn on me for shit
Put yo' trust in a nigga, how you figure? (Ha-ha)
Look (whoo)
If you my bitch, then be my bitch, and don't turn on me for shit (never)
Nowadays, these bitches sick and they gon' turn on you for dick (disgusting)
He-he pourin' his heart out, I just can't fall in love for shit (I'm sorry)
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, right now I'm tryna get rich (ayy)
If you my bitch, then be my bitch, and don't turn on me for shit (never)
Nowadays, these bitches sick and they gon' turn on you for dick (disgusting)
He-he pourin' his heart out, I just can't fall in love for shit (I'm sorry)
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, right now I'm tryna get rich (ayy)
I can't, can't get in my feelings, we ain't cryin', 'bout no nigga (nope)
We ain't ridin' 'bout no nigga house, spyin' on no nigga (nope)
Let's go get some money and get fine on these niggas (fine)
When it's one, two, three, four, five-hundred niggas (by my side)
He like, "What are we?" (Oh)
I'm like, "Huh? I know who I am" (What?)
One thing that I know if it ain't money, I just don't give a damn (I don't)
Ain't tryna chase no nigga, I'm chasin' money, I might just catch a cramp
We not havin' smoke about no nigga (whoo), I just smoked a gram
If you my bitch, then be my bitch, and don't turn on me for shit (never)
Nowadays, these bitches sick and they gon' turn on you for dick (disgusting)
He-he pourin' his heart out, I just can't fall in love for shit (I'm sorry)
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, right now I'm tryna get rich (ayy)
If you my bitch, then be my bitch, and don't turn on me for shit (never)
Nowadays, these bitches sick and they gon' turn on you for dick (disgusting)
He-he pourin' his heart out, I just can't fall in love for shit (I'm sorry)
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, right now I'm tryna get rich (ayy)
I can't pop out with no nigga (no), you can't trust 'em (no), won't embarrass me (no)
When I get my lick back, ain't no limit, call me Master P (on God)
Half these niggas slow, ask his ass to have a spelling bee (dumb ass)
What come after, "g" and before "p," and then, you add the, "e" (ho-ass)
Blowin' up his phone, he ain't busy, bitch, he cheatin' (cheatin')
Just leave that nigga 'lone, stop actin' dizzy, bitch, you tweakin'
Say he love you, don't believe it (no), get some money, don't get even (no)
Get yo' shit together, baby, we ain't fuck that nigga season (on God)
If you my bitch, then be my bitch, and don't turn on me for shit (never)
Nowadays, these bitches sick and they gon' turn on you for dick (disgusting)
He-he pourin' his heart out, I just can't fall in love for shit (I'm sorry)
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, right now I'm tryna get rich (ayy)
If you my bitch, then be my bitch, and don't turn on me for shit (never)
Nowadays these bitches sick and they gon' turn on you for dick (disgusting)
He-he pourin' his heart out, I just can't fall in love for shit (I'm sorry)
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, right now I'm tryna get rich (ayy)
Can't trust no nigga, no
No, you can't love no nigga, no
No, you can't trust no nigga, no (huh)
No, you can't love no nigga, no
Yeah, on God
Don't do that
Ayy, 2023, we ain't goin' for no bullshit ladies
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Yeah, we ain't goin' for no bullshit, on God
We ain't cryin', 'bout no nigga
We ain't ridin' 'bout no, ridin' 'bout no, spyin' on no nigga
Right now I'm tryna get rich (ayy)
Let's go get some money and get fine on these niggas
When it's one, two, three, four, five-hundred niggas
Put yo' trust in a nigga, how you figure? (Ha-ha)
Look (whoo)
If you my bitch, then be my bitch, and don't turn on me for shit (never)
Nowadays, these bitches sick and they gon' turn on you for dick (disgusting)
He-he pourin' his heart out, I just can't fall in love for shit (I'm sorry)
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, right now I'm tryna get rich (ayy)
If you my bitch, then be my bitch, and don't turn on me for shit (never)
Nowadays, these bitches sick and they gon' turn on you for dick (disgusting)
He-he pourin' his heart out, I just can't fall in love for shit (I'm sorry)
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, right now I'm tryna get rich (ayy)
I can't, can't get in my feelings, we ain't cryin', 'bout no nigga (nope)
We ain't ridin' 'bout no nigga house, spyin' on no nigga (nope)
Let's go get some money and get fine on these niggas (fine)
When it's one, two, three, four, five-hundred niggas (by my side)
He like, "What are we?" (Oh)
I'm like, "Huh? I know who I am" (What?)
One thing that I know if it ain't money, I just don't give a damn (I don't)
Ain't tryna chase no nigga, I'm chasin' money, I might just catch a cramp
We not havin' smoke about no nigga (whoo), I just smoked a gram
If you my bitch, then be my bitch, and don't turn on me for shit (never)
Nowadays, these bitches sick and they gon' turn on you for dick (disgusting)
He-he pourin' his heart out, I just can't fall in love for shit (I'm sorry)
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, right now I'm tryna get rich (ayy)
If you my bitch, then be my bitch, and don't turn on me for shit (never)
Nowadays, these bitches sick and they gon' turn on you for dick (disgusting)
He-he pourin' his heart out, I just can't fall in love for shit (I'm sorry)
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, right now I'm tryna get rich (ayy)
I can't pop out with no nigga (no), you can't trust 'em (no), won't embarrass me (no)
When I get my lick back, ain't no limit, call me Master P (on God)
Half these niggas slow, ask his ass to have a spelling bee (dumb ass)
What come after, "g" and before "p," and then, you add the, "e" (ho-ass)
Blowin' up his phone, he ain't busy, bitch, he cheatin' (cheatin')
Just leave that nigga 'lone, stop actin' dizzy, bitch, you tweakin'
Say he love you, don't believe it (no), get some money, don't get even (no)
Get yo' shit together, baby, we ain't fuck that nigga season (on God)
If you my bitch, then be my bitch, and don't turn on me for shit (never)
Nowadays, these bitches sick and they gon' turn on you for dick (disgusting)
He-he pourin' his heart out, I just can't fall in love for shit (I'm sorry)
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, right now I'm tryna get rich (ayy)
If you my bitch, then be my bitch, and don't turn on me for shit (never)
Nowadays these bitches sick and they gon' turn on you for dick (disgusting)
He-he pourin' his heart out, I just can't fall in love for shit (I'm sorry)
I ain't tryna get in my feelings, right now I'm tryna get rich (ayy)
Can't trust no nigga, no
No, you can't love no nigga, no
No, you can't trust no nigga, no (huh)
No, you can't love no nigga, no
Yeah, on God
Don't do that
Ayy, 2023, we ain't goin' for no bullshit ladies
Ha-ha-ha-ha
Yeah, we ain't goin' for no bullshit, on God
We ain't cryin', 'bout no nigga
We ain't ridin' 'bout no, ridin' 'bout no, spyin' on no nigga
Right now I'm tryna get rich (ayy)
Let's go get some money and get fine on these niggas
When it's one, two, three, four, five-hundred niggas
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Writer(s): Briana Shanae Fields
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