279tyler - moodswings lyrics
(hook)
she popped a perc, now she going insane
the f+ck with these b+tches? they be having moodswings
woods, yeah, i smoke to the brain
don’t know y’all boys y’all some lames
you wanna live? then stay in your lane
i’m a go pull up, sn+tch that boys chain
i’m a go and pour up this drank
f+ck a car, gang pull up in tanks
i’m a pull up and go to the bank
oh, wait, yeah the bank closed
hey, i get all these bankrolls
and i get all these hoes
(verse)
ballin’ just like d rose
no i can’t save a hoe
i’m no f+cking hero
counting up this deniro
told the b+tch that she gotta go
smoking gas like i’m citgo
stopped at the gas station
and we copped some faygo
and i know you a fake hoe
no you can’t get none my dough
and i stay with a big pole
i’m a aim it to your nose
what i’m smoking on your bros
yeah i’m smoking on your dead man
and i can help you meet them
hollow tips to your head, man
bullet through your headband
i cannot f+ck with no feds man
they never cared what i said, man
now they bumping all my songs, man
too clean, got the sauce now
chain wet, like a facuet
icey got xan, he off it
too much money in my pockets
i don’t have no f+cking wallet
tapestop effect
(hook)
she popped a perc, now she going insane
the f+ck with these b+tches? they be having moodswings
woods, yeah, i smoke to the brain
don’t know y’all boys y’all some lames
you wanna live? then stay in your lane
i’m a go pull up, sn+tch that boys chain
i’m a go and pour up this drank
f+ck a car, gang pull up in tanks
i’m a pull up and go to the bank
oh, wait, yeah the bank closed
hey, i get all these bankrolls
and i get all these hoes
tapestop effect
(outro)
she popped a perc, now she going insane
the f+ck with these b+tches? they be having moodswings
woods, yeah, i smoke to the brain
don’t know y’all boys y’all some lames
you wanna live? then stay in your lane
i’m a go pull up, sn+tch that boys chain
i’m a go and pour up this drank
f+ck a car, gang pull up in tanks
i’m a pull up and go to the bank
oh, wait, yeah the bank closed
hey, i get all these bankrolls
and i get all these hoes
ballin’ just like d rose
no i can’t save a hoe
i’m no f+cking hero
counting up this deniro
told the b+tch that she gotta go
smoking gas like i’m citgo
stopped at the gas station
and we copped some faygo
and i know you a fake hoe
no you can’t get none my dough
and i stay with a big pole
i’m a aim it to your nose
what i’m smoking on your bros
yeah i’m smoking on your dead man
and i can help you meet them
hollow tips to your head, man
bullet through your headband
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