BVDLVD - MOOD SWINGS lyrics

The Crimson Chin

My mood flipped back like a backflip
Summersault man for a gram, no math quiz
Add it up, take a way some dank
Get bank on bank, that’s gang biz, uh
My mood flipped back like a bitch on the blob
I’m floating like a tampon in a bog, man
I’m a G-O-D in no God, man
I beat it easy, no socks, man

What?
I was speaking to the profit's and I told
'em run their pockets, they were shook
Were shook
All the profit's I just took, that’s a one
Way ticket to the hood, call it hell
Might as well
Spit my final sentence in a cell
Call it jail
What the hell, man? What the hell?
Smoking Cali', what a smell, man
If you want it, come and bell man, I tell man

My mood flipped back like a backflip
Summersault man for a gram, no math quiz
Add it up, take a way some dank
Get bank on bank, that’s gang biz, uh
My mood flipped back like a bitch on the blob
I’m floating like a tampon in a bog, man
I’m a G-O-D in no God, man
I beat it easy, no socks, man

I don’t talk the talk, I hit first
I don’t talk the talk, I hit first
I don’t talk the talk, I hit first
I hit first, yeah
And my mood swings, and my mood swings
And my mood swings and my, and my
And my mood swings, and my mood swings
Fucking up my head