Mood

Drop top in the roof
Slop top into shorty
I got in the mood
Don't stop, don't stop
Even when I'm in the mood
Crop top with the view
I got rid of you
Burbian bitches know
You stay I go
Hit or missing though
The way you move is impeccable
Push me up on the inside
I got one thing to bring

Drop top in the roof
Slop top into shorty
I got in the mood
Don't stop, don't stop
Even when I'm in the mood
Crop top with the view
I got rid of you
Burbian bitches know
You stay I go
Hit or missing though
The way you move is impeccable
Push me up on the inside
I got one thing to bring

Girl, you are yourself
I know I can tell
Get lost in a wishing well
Baby, wish me well
On the moon with a fishing pole
Though she works in hеll
Scrubbing on an old Mercedes
Pull up in thе neutral
Flip flop, Gucci too
Bish got attitude
I can't really get mad at you
Cause I love the shit
And you the baddest, too, and I
Pull up with the boo
Up for the whole crew
You can smell the gat leaking through
My diamonds shine like Pikachu, ohh
Hit them with thunderbolt
Pull up, I'm shining, I look like the centerfold
I'm talking literal, you're shining money and that shit is beautiful
Might just get rid of you
But if you're lucky, I might not get rid of you
I put the red bottoms on your shoes, I get the bag of Versace, too

Drop top in the roof
Slop top into shorty
I got in the mood
Don't stop, don't stop
Even when I'm in the mood
Crop top with the view
I got rid of you
Burbian bitches know
You stay I go
Hit or missing though
The way you move is impeccable
Push me up on the inside
I got one thing to bring