• 标题:Not In The Mood
  • 歌手:Lil Tjay;Fivio Foreign;Kay Flock
  • 专辑:Not In The Mood
  • 卡拉OK评级:1★
  • 语言:en
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    作词 : Lil Tjay/Fivio Foreign/Kevin Perez/Aswad Asif/Iker Sevilla
    作曲 : Lil Tjay/Fivio Foreign/Kevin Perez/Aswad Asif/Iker Sevilla
    Uh, yeah
    Baow

    Really not in the mood right now
    Hennessy got me boozed right now
    Mama told me to stack my chips
    Feelin' like I can't lose right now (Uh)
    I see niggas keep playin' these games
    They must got us confused right now
    Straight to the top, this ain't never gon' stop (Uh, huh)
    I got somethin' to prove right now (Yeah)
    Yeah, look, this .40'll do it (Baow)
    It don't even matter, we shootin', huh (Nah)
    They gettin' mad at the movement (Uh)
    You got a problem what we doin'? (Uh)
    I saw niggas love (I saw niggas love)
    And I saw niggas hate (And I saw niggas hate)
    I thought niggas real (I thought niggas real)
    But I know niggas fake
    Look, .45, that's for the waist (Huh)
    If they come, I do the chase (Ha)
    I couldn't breathe, runnin' from the jakes (Nah)
    I almost gave up every other day (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
    We made a way, huh (We made a way)
    We not the same, we never relate (Nah)
    It's a big food for the plate
    It's time to go drill, I never do dates (Grrt, baow)
    I keep a knocker, I ain't come to play
    Niggas be suckin' on me like they gay
    But let someone run up on me, I'ma spray
    I got a green dot on my pole
    Still, finna hit him if he run away
    I heard a couple hunnid on my soul
    But they see me and look the other way
    I don't promote but heavy on the gang shit
    If you think I'm lackin', then you brainless
    Hunnid K up on my neck
    And they can try to front it, I'ma make 'em famous
    Otherwise, I ain't finna entertain it
    You should get the picture I done painted
    I don't go nowhere without my stainless
    They know my body, I be movin' dangerous
    Feelin' like I can't lose right now
    Straight to the top, this ain't never gon' stop
    I got somethin' prove right now
    Grrt, baow
    DOA, we got the city on lock (City on lock)
    Gun season, better have your knocks (Grrah, baow)
    In my whip
    Still get shot with your bitch if you like it or not, like (If you like it or not)
    Let's see your kicks, don't run, don't trip when I walk in the spot, like (Don't trip)
    Got the drop, you get slapped with the pole for thinkin' that he hot, like (Pussy)
    I'm with Setty (Like), ayo Fivi' (Fivi'), where the wettys? (Where the wettys?)
    He tried to run in the store (Like), I ain't showin' remorse (Grrah), he get shot in the deli (Grrah)
    Face shot, no belly, lay up, no jelly
    I know they that mad they freed me
    I ran up a milly, know that they should've kept me (Grrah, grrah-grrah)
    I got somethin' to prove right now