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DC The Don – Mood lyrics
Glocky with a drumma it’ll make a nigga backflip
Brodie got that ak with the smithon it’ll wax quick
I can’t wife a thotty
I’m too hotty
Please relax bitch
Nigga show yo face
Like future said remove yo mask bitch
X2

Bitches call me Daijy
Fuck Mercedes
Cop that fast shit

Fuck you nigga pay me
Fuck yo status
Or that stash bitch

He can’t push his luck
Russian Roulette
Get you a cast bitch

Bitch you fucking for my fucking clouty?
Or my cash bitch?

I can’t fuck with that shit
Ima do the dash bitch
I got oppies
But I’m never worried and facts bitch

I can’t wife a gurbie
Fuck that birdie
She a wack bitch

All my jays is dirty
Up that 30
Make it clap bitch

Niggas talking slick
Who is this?
Fuck yo rag bitch

Bitch I’m number 1
Look at my coat
Don’t touch my raf bitch

They say I’m too skinny
But not really
I eat fat shit

My bro he came with me
Fuck the plotting
Make it fast bitch

Lil bro gone get reckless
Aye
Bitch come out yo necklace
Aye
Shouldn’t have disrespected
Aye
Take him off the checklist
Aye

Bitch you talking shit
Not doing shit
But we ain’t let it
Aye

Bitch you got the heat
Ain’t shooting shit
I’m taking debit
Aye

Bad bitch count my lettuce
Aye
She got money fettish
Aye
She got student loans
All her expenses hurt her credit
Aye

Bad bitch named Alexis
Aye
Took her out that Lexus
Aye
She so grateful
She say she said she gone wake me up to breakfast
Aye

Get the mula
Money Tutur
Fuck a class bitch

Cooler
He a loser
Yo mans a crab bitch

Pay me
Don’t degrade me
Give me yo last bitch

Crazy
You acting shady
Show me that bag bitch

Bitch I’m in the club
Fuck yo hugs
(Can't show no love bitch)

When I’m in the Mil I’m on the east
(Come say wassup bitch)

Let me clear my lungs
Cough cough cough*
Go grab my gun bitch
Brodie off the bubs but I just grub don’t do no drugs bitch

Like who gone take care of my og if a nigga od
I’m hooping not passing the rock I’m killing like the old me
I’m balling I left lone the 8
I’m feeling like I’m Kobe

It’s over no Ayo and Teo
Nigga need a rollie

Glocky with a drumma it’ll make a nigga backflip
Brodie got that ak with the smithon it’ll wax quick
I can’t wife a thotty
I’m too hotty
Please relax bitch
Nigga show yo face
Like future said remove yo mask bitch
X2

Take me serious
Bitch I’m curious
Who came in last bitch?
Delirious these niggas furious cause I’m too fast
So mysterious I hope they hearing it
Or ima blast bitch
They fearing it
These pussies tearing up
Don’t make me mad bitch

Get the mula
Money Tutur
Fuck a class bitch

Cooler
He a loser
Yo mans a crab bitch

Pay me
Don’t degrade me
Give me yo last bitch

Crazy
You acting shady
Show me that bag
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Songwriters: DAIJON DAVIS, HANS ISAK ADAM
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