Bad Mood (feat. Vanni Lontana)

She fuckin' up my mood We pull up, and them boys ain't have a clue In them trucks, yeah, speedin' with my crew She like money, yeah, I like money, too I like money, yeah, what this money do? Keep it comin', yeah, bitch I ain't a fool Won't go for nothin', uh, we say f*ck a rule Boy, we comin', yeah, creepin' with the ghouls I was buggin', huh, I was duckin' school Why she say she love me? Yeah, we know that's not true I cannot be nice, she just said I'm rude All white shit like rice, I'm okay, I'm cool Got baddies up in the spot, Got fetti, bitch, got guap Lil' menace, bitch, I'm hot, No sentence, shit got dropped You tellin', you lil' cop, Bro sellin', bit', come shop Free felons, they got locked She yellin', she a bop She yellin', uh She fuckin' up my mood We pull up, and them boys ain't have a clue In them trucks, yeah, speedin' with my crew She like money, yeah, I like money, too She like money, bit', I like money too Throw that ass, gon' throw that money at you Push up on West End, and I'm out here with that crew She like how I piped her, I said, bitch, give me your review These niggas washed out, and they washed out like shampoo Nigga, if you see me, please don't act like you new I want some money, every time, I'ma pick that blue You can't play me, ho, I'm just gon' use ya' Bitch, I'm dolo, but I stay ten toes on my troops, yeah If you a fake, nigga, a fraud, we just gon' boot ya Damn, nigga, I can't lose, yeah, I can't f*ck none of these hoes, they pick and choose, yeah, damn She fuckin' up my mood We pull up, and them boys ain't have a clue In them trucks, yeah, speedin' with my crew She like money, yeah, I like money, too I like money, yeah, what this money do? Keep it comin', yeah, bitch I ain't a fool Won't go for nothin', uh, we say f*ck a rule Boy, we comin', yeah, creepin' with the ghouls