Pop Smoke, Lil Tjay - Pop Smoke- Mood Swings lyrics

Oh, you ain't know I could sing? (Oh, oh, oh)
Hahaha (yeah)
Shorty a lil' baddie (she a lil' baddie)
Shorty my lil' boo thing (boo thing)
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catching mood swings
Every time I fuck without a rubber
I nutted on the covers
And I kept it undercover
'Cause I don't kiss and tell (kiss and tell)
Every time I fuck, she call me daddy
My lil' mama nasty
I see the pussy through the panties
(whatever you want) she taste like candy
She a queen, like Nefertiti
Uh oh, my lil' mama sittin' pretty
And we be shoppin' through the city (oh, oh)
I gave her keys to the Bеntley (whoa, whoa)
Get off your knees, you don't gotta cry to me
I'm your bеst friend, baby
You don't gotta lie
I'll get you everything that you want and
You need from Chanel to Celine
It's on you to decide
Valentino, yeah, I put you in the best
Start liftin' up your dress
Start kissin' on your neck (oh no, no)
Start rubbin' on your butt
Start massagin' your breasts
I ain't wanna give you a baby just yet
So I backed out and nutted on your breasts
I put you in an Uber
(Uber) and sent you to your bed (oh)
The very next day
(oh) , you sent me a text (oh)
You pulled up to the crib and we did it again
(oh, oh)
Shorty a lil' baddie (she a lil' baddie)
Shorty my lil' boo thing (boo thing)
And shorty got the fatty
Shorty be catching mood swings
Every time I fuck without a rubber
I nutted on the covers
And I kept it undercover
'Cause I don't kiss and tell (ooh) you know
I never found love until I
Looked into your eyes (into your eyes)
First time blushin', I ain't even gon' lie
(ain't even gon' lie) four rounds in
Leavin' bruises on your thighs
You the only bitch could make me
Spin off on the guys
And the only bitch that make me
Wanna nut when I'm inside it's your vibe
Leave with me you gettin' high
None of these bitches fuckin' with
You even if they tried
Pussy on tsunami, I ain't never felt it dry
Close my eyes 'fore I sleep
Hope you be there when I wake
Honestly, I feel the vibe we have is great
And if there's something in your mind
You can tell me
And if I told you what's on mine
Would you help me?
You gon' see the bigger picture
It's just gon' take time
Just because you mine
I'ma keep you lookin' like a dime
Ain't no imperfections, girl, you fine
Baby, what's your sign?
Hope you ain't against the slow grind
(Work, work, it's me and you) me and you
Keep it silent
There ain't nothin' we can't do
Through the storm, baby
We can make it through
Why you actin' brand new? You know
You my lil' boo thing
Got up on my Birkin, it's workin'
She said she a virgin (it's hurtin')
She my biggest fan, she always lurkin'
She know I'm a man, I'ma put that work in
I know she can't stand me, I'm fancy
So I'ma bring her out when I get my Grammy
Late night sex, she can't find her panties
Couldn't hold it in, now she need a Plan B
And shorty got the fatty
(shorty got the fatty)
Shorty be catching mood swings
(Every time I fuck without a rubber)
(I nutted on her covers)
And I kept it undercover
'Cause I don't kiss and tell