Mood.

[Intro: ZZ]

Dust off my kicks

I’mma go hop in the wraith

I wanna sip dirty Fanta

I’mma go cop me some Bape

Buy ya bitch clothes like I’m Santa

Girl you gonn’ hop on my face

Licking you up, I’m romantic

Keep tryna cuff I don’t date

Stuck to me like you a cancer

Shaking that ass on my face like that bitch be a dancer

Oooooo, shawty got me feelin’ things

I know she really fuckin with my mood

Playin’ with my head

She got me fucked, up

[Chorus: ZZ]

Fuck it see ya later, later, later

Get this paper, paper, paper

See ya later, later, later

Get this paper, paper, paper yuh

[Verse 1: ZZ]

Everyday wakin’ up with a new bitch man I’m feelin’ so hazy

Shots of tequila, 11am that shit making my day

I pop me a pill cause it’s takin away all the pain like I’m aching

Hit up new girl on the gram

Yuh, I invite her to stay

Uh yuh, ya man he ain’t shit to me

Uh, uhhh yuh

He askin’ bout Tiffany

Uh, yuhhh yuh

I told him not to talk to me

Uh, yuhhhh yuh

Cause I be busy fuckin on his girl

She treatin’ my uh like her property

Oooooo

Shawty fuckin with my mood

Shawty fuckin with my mood

Shawty fuckin with my mood

[Chorus: ZZ]

Fuck it see ya later, later, later

Get this paper, paper, paper

See ya later, later, later

Get this paper, paper, paper yuh

[Verse 2: Guapdad 4000]

I get my money in gold

I get my money and leave

I keep my wheels on the road

I get my money in threes

Audemars gotta go

I put my money in T’s

Bought a bitch some new titties

I put my money in D’s

Diamonds they sunny like D

Man made a wave

Now niggas coming with me

Now bitches coming with me

She pay for the D

I am not coming for free

I just been running and gunning these bitch niggas down

Trust me these niggas is clowns

Feel like I run the whole town

Just like I’m Forrest

Trust me young nigga is scoring

Tell me you niggas is boring

They’ll never get when I hit jeweller and cop me baguettes

The whip is so wet, the paint is candy, it’s foreign

Came in the building with the purse dealers

Shooters with me trynna murk niggas

I pulled up trynna hurt niggas

Even when I come in last I’m the first nigga

[Chorus: ZZ]

Fuck it see ya later, later, later

Get this paper, paper, paper

See ya later, later, later

Get this paper, paper, paper yuh

[Verse 3: Thorii]

I was swimming

I was winning

All these women

Want my children

Cause I been been

Water bending

Make her wet wet

Now she drowning

On my way down

I had to buckle it down

Changing the sound

Yeah they fuck with me now

Gimme the guap

Pay me in cash or link the account

Niggas be mad, nothing to do but they running they mouth

[Verse 4: Lil Littlez]

Yeah I got bars

Cutting it up like a scar

Play with your bitch like guitar

She kiss me she call me a star

She suckin’ on me in the car

Fuck in the back

She bringin’ it back

She touchin’ my sack

My girlie the baddest

Yeah she so bad like my habbits

Feelin’ so good tho, I just gotta have it

She flexible, cat woman, like Zoe Kravitz

She look like a model, I’ll take her to Paris

She lookin’ so good, all the girlies embarrassed

Yeah she’s the sexiest, there no comparison

Yeah this my life, ain’t bein’ arrogant

Ballin’ and Poppin’, don’t care ‘bout my elegance

Fuck with my mood, you fuck with my element

Won’t really care cause your ass is irrelevant

[Chorus: ZZ]

Fuck it see ya later, later, later

Get this paper, paper, paper

See ya later, later, later

Get this paper, paper, paper yuh