[Intro]
[?]
[Chorus]
She's in my passi doing up Q, my boo
Heads turn when she enter the room
'Cause she golden like my boots
She's pulling the zoot
Gelato fumes, now she's in my mood
And when she's in my arms, she calls it a mood
She in my passi doing up Q, my boo
Heads turn when she enter the room
'Cause she golden like my boots
She's pulling the zoot
Gelato fumes, now she's in my mood
And when she's in my arms, she calls it a mood
[Verse 1]
Shout out my R.O.D
She hates when I fish for them just likе C.O.D
She wants me at crib no MTV
Shawty complains when I gеt the re
I just tell her that
I'll give you love three days strong 'cause
Love ain't made for the weak
That-that girl over there be bae
So I can't treat her no normal way
Them girls ain't like you they're fake
So just like cake they need to bake
She's more than a pretty face
And she's naughty when she comes my place
My D game blows her mind, nuttin' like JFK
[?] two times one
And-and she wants a D&G
So I put her in BMG
[?] used to my peep
'Cause my charger got the [?]
But they won't dare
'Cause she's too prestige
[Chorus]
She's in my passi doing up Q, my boo
Heads turn when she enter the room
'Cause she golden like my boots
She's pulling the zoot
Gelato fumes, now she's in my mood
And when she's in my arms, she calls it a mood
She in my passi doing up Q, my boo
Heads turn when she enter the room
'Cause she golden like my boots
She's pulling the zoot
Gelato fumes, now she's in my mood
And when she's in my arms, she calls it a mood
[Verse 2]
I took her crepes and cones
[For?] the food and her sweet stuff
She wanted some ghetto love
That's why the bed sheets coming all rough
She says I should stay with the rap, she's the only one that can have me cuffed
She says that I'm a star dawg, I ain't talking [buds?]
She was there first time that I went on a train, I bolted up like Usain
Hit the cats with their favourite line, then I took [?] like a [?]
She saw me flat on my face so she understands my pain
Her body be a murder, late nights I investigate
Can't talk on my dawgy
Dem two man step like a move in a party
Same way you can't talk on my shawty
Been charged up for my chargie
'Cause they were there from way back when, way back when
Tweenies and Barney
So now I can't switch up (Nah)
I just pray we all chop like karate
[Chorus]
She's in my passi doing up Q, my boo
Heads turn when she enter the room
'Cause she golden like my boots
She's pulling the zoot
Gelato fumes, now she's in my mood
And when she's in my arms, she calls it a mood
She in my passi doing up Q, my boo
Heads turn when she enter the room
'Cause she golden like my boots
She's pulling the zoot
Gelato fumes, now she's in my mood
And when she's in my arms, she calls it a mood
[Outro]
[?]
Mood was written by Fizzler.
Mood was produced by .
When I was writing this song, I wanted to convey the message that everybody has bad days. Everybody can fall down and everyone can make mistakes but we will get back up and tomorrow is another day,
— via Ones to Watch