Nobody matches with me
Somebody left the 3
Does anybody holdin' the C?
Poppin' pills, geting chill
I don't remember anything
Thinking 'bout a dummy dream
Don't even know what is real
Damn, it took me so long
Why are all these bitches do me so wrong
And I can't take other side chicks no more
Why yall always mad?
I should tur my back
But these bitches always solve their problems by giving head
It will never ever be better
With another girl together forever on a brand new level
But it doesn't even matter so you sadder but I am the loser
And your mouth colder than before
Being drunk can't help ye
Damn drugs bring to hell
Nobody matches with me
Somebody left the 3
Does anybody holdin' the C?
Poppin' pills, geting chill
I don't remember anything
Thinking 'bout a dummy dream
Don't even know what is real
You know I swing both sides
But if shawty come close I swing her side
I drive her home but she wanna fuck in the car
Yeah, we drive around the town
Next we on the backseats doing just fine, yeah
She ain't backdown
She ain't back down with the controlin' and shit
We gettin' off our clothes like we can't really bear the heet, ye
She be doin' fine while I melt deep into the seat
Now we move our bodies to the rythm of my music's beat
Nobody matches with me
Somebody left the 3
Does anybody holdin' the C?
Poppin' pills, geting chill
I don't remember anything
Thinking 'bout a dummy dream
Don't even know what is real
No mood was written by Balázs Csonka.
No mood was produced by PEONY.