Mood (Sync Version)

Lyrics

Mood

Hook
I dnt mean to be rude
When im in my bag that’s just one of my moods
I dnt mean to brag I just do what I do
Why they play me close just copy my moods

Ima whole mood
Pop out looking clean
Fit going viral they just turned me to a meme
This object in the mirror may be flyer than it seems
Pocket full of green
This what I do
Ima whole mood

“I dnt mean to be rude
When im in my bag that’s just one of my moods
I dnt mean to brag I just do what I do
Why they play me close just copy my moods
Ima whole mood”

Verse 1
I be in my bag like a checkout
Paparazzi waiting for ya boy at the let out
They hear that I’m in town, broads sayin they need to get out
So many up in my section I told them I need a headcount
Now sit and watch,
My aura light the whole room this ain’t a preview I’m the movie that you thought was coming soon
The woman love when you a street njgga and you all groomed
They screaming this is what I need Giniwine, Diddy and Loon
I’m in Tulum, on the beaches with my feet out
In a Louie set with the shirt open and got the knees out
My shorty got a long bust down with the leave out
And the sleeves rolled on her blouse just to leave the Van Cleef out
These niggaz basic, you see the bag I never chase it
Don’t need a Chrisean Rock to attract blue faces
I left the game and gave ya time to catch up on greatness these niggaz sayin I’m back and it’s hard for them to face it
- Deem


Hook
I dnt mean to be rude
When im in my bag that’s just one of my moods
I dnt mean to brag I just do what I do
Why they play me close just copy my moods

Ima whole mood
Pop out looking clean
Fit going viral they just turned me to a meme
This object in the mirror may be flyer than it seems
Pocket full of green
This what I do
Ima whole mood

“I dnt mean to be rude
When im in my bag that’s just one of my moods
I dnt mean to brag I just do what I do
Why they play me close just copy my moods
Ima whole mood”

Verse 2
Aghh
Big mood, Big moves
I’m one of the ones they said wouldn’t make it out of school
Now I set the standard for everything they say is cool
The game trynna block my rise to the top Jordan Poole
Now off the influence turn the doubters to believers
They say I’m so dope I’m the supplier to the dealers
I’m in a yellow Lamb black trim, Pittsburgh Steelers
And I’m dressed in all blanco like a Don no tequila
Aghh
My bank roll, it don’t fold
A dollar for everyday I stood tall and didn’t fold
I got a thing for models on the cover of the vogue
How they tween my sheets like a magazine I can’t control
See I’m from the building lobbies that be smelling like dank
Now it’s galleries where they pay a million for the paint
See I’m everything you ain’t
And I just do what I do
But you can take this message how you want to
Ima whole Mood!