Issa Mood

[Intro] PJ Pipe It Up Cuz [Chorus: Headie One] Told that shawty she can't touch but she can't look Back your donny, know this nigga don't play by the book I been out years, I gotta get it how I should VVS on me it's a mood Me no love the winner, loose the roof Man need some mink fur on me prrrr Stuff that auto in a 4-door, then I skrr Fortune and I richest cos I could [Verse 1: Headie One] We ain't do no talking we just shh-shh Wonder why our friends turn on me I say hmm-hmm Dual barrel with my brode they say su-su Keep on fuckree and she love it Got this figure on me, she's a fruit When they just want something to hold on too This fresher than a Siri make her mumble We play but now we play 1-2's [Verse 2: Not3s] I've been countin', been countin' it VVS shining, they go blind if they doubting it Made some bands today so tonight I'm allowed the set Babe come sex on me Babe come flex on me I know my bro form long time, you just found your set We tighter than them jeans on the towie we set Don't get lost by the wave or you'll drown in it Babe come flex on me Babe come sex on me Dancing diamonds be the mood Dancing girls in the room This ain't no regular life Plenty shawties to choose Headie One, I don't know which one to choose They just want me to make em buss like what we do to choose too Stack that paper till the money can't fold up Supergirls in supercars doing donut Big buds in the ting This ain't no dargs We didn't chose this life, it chose us [Chorus: Headie One] Told that shawty she can't touch but she can't look Back your donny, know this nigga don't play by the book I been out years, I gotta get it how I should VVS on me it's a mood Me no love the winner, loose the roof Man need some mink fur on me prrrr Stuff that auto in a 4-door, then I skrr Fortune and I richest cos I could [Verse 3: Headie One] I done a split on a stored Free all bro's, I would if I could We over dem sides with a broom If dem boys der start acting like fools Love for all my juvees All of these clips like a movie Dis ain't me, real talk thats me thats Loubs They want me have nothing to lose Cos they know this (oh) nigga cruel (cool) We hit those in those targets and those girls, ohh-uhh We dem young niggas winning, it's a mood