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dcth4g - mood swings lyrics

[intro]
(lil’ b+tch)

[chorus: dcth4g]
all black fit, like bruce wayne
drivin’ a bentley mulsanne
kickin’ that sh+t, like liu kang, yeah
the b+tch got mood swings
can’t f+ck with that b+tch, i’ma kick her out
got diamonds my mouth, like johnny dang
i’m doin’ that sh+t, n+gga, every day, yeah

[verse 1: dcth4g]
doin’ this sh+t, non+stop, glock in the back, pop, pop
what’s up with these n+ggas, these n+ggas my opps
f+ckin’ with me, that boy gon’ flop
the glock in the back, gon’ make him drop
what’s up with that man, that n+gga get popped
what’s up with that man, yeah
what’s up with that n+gga
glock in the back and i’m bustin’ that trigga
that n+gga a b+tch, he a cat like tigger
the gang in the back, they some apes, they gorillas
you play with the gang, got that glock and we peel em
we peelin’ that n+gga like just, bananas
the gang in the back, sippin’ drank like a fanta
the glock in the back, hit that boy, then we blam it
free og, n+gga, stuck in the slammer
so much green, i could just f+ckin’ stack it
so much hoes in the back, i’m relaxin
so much poles in the back, i’ma blast it
hop in the motherf+ckin’ skat and we active
know where the f+ck we be at, never lackin
chop in the back, eat that boy, no napkin
the glock in the back, show these n+ggas what’s brackin
[chorus: dcth4g]
all black fit, like bruce wayne
drivin’ a bentley mulsanne
kickin’ that sh+t, like liu kang, yeah
the b+tch got mood swings
can’t f+ck with that b+tch, i’ma kick her out
got diamonds my mouth, like johnny dang
i’m doin’ that sh+t, n+gga, every day, yeah

[verse 2: ynt jay]
cop me a brand new diamond chain
and a brand new whip and a diamond ring
i’m the king of this sh+t, like i’m charlemagne
if you try to run up, let the choppa hang, low
i kick through the door, man you know that i’m spazzin, i’m f+ckin’ your b+tch, in the back of the mansion
when they look at my wrist, they go blind, it’s a patek
my flow too brazy, y’all n+ggas can’t match it
f+ck your b+tch til’ i’m dead, tell the p+ssy, i’m an addict
keep the chopper on the left, i be causin’ all havoc
got a cl!cker on the glock, now i got an automatic
make a n+gga disappear, shoot him up like magic
can’t f+ck with y’all b+tches, y’all b+tches be ratchet
i’m stackin these millis, you know i’ma cash it
i got richard millies, i chase the blue billies
i’m f+ckin’ your b+tch, and i’m leavin’ her silly
like dcth4g, we don’t got no ceilings
b+tch, run it back, i’m rockin+
[outro: dcth4g & ynt jay]
all black fit, like bruce wayne
drivin’ a bentley mulsanne
i’m kickin’ this sh+t like i’m liu kang, yeah
the b+tch got mood swings
can’t f+ck with that b+tch, i’ma kick her out
got diamonds my mouth like, johnny dang

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