Travis Scott - Bad Mood / Shit on You lyrics
Travis Scott [Jacques Bermon Webster II] Houston, Texas, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Travis Scott - Bad Mood / Shit on You lyrics]
(I just have one question)
Fuck outta my business
I did things that most
Men will ask forgiveness broke the code
The commandments from my descendants
Who gives a fuck? New
Children in the buildin'
We ride with no limit's shut the fuck up
Don't you hear me tryna finish?
I'm in a bad mood
Rob that dude, fuck that couch
Burn that house we the cause of the era
New niggas with new terror
A thousand on the leather
You niggas should know better
We niggas new slaves, I do say (Fuck, fuck)
Twice only on a Tuesday when
I'm in a bad mood
Oooh, your skin mahogany (Fuck, Fuck)
Oooh, let's break the monotony
Government threw us in a maze (What?)
Had me trickin' 40k for some grades (What?)
Just to make 40k for the wage
Dropped out and made that in one day
I'm in a bad mood
Ooh, nigga I'm wildin' on 'em
Back pilin' on 'em (Pilin' on 'em)
I never feel the pain
Only God can make it rain (Make it rain)
So I must be Mary, Joseph, Allah
Kid of a disciple, these thoughts is suicidal
Jumpin' off a buildin'
Quit thinkin' like a psycho
They tryna find a nigga dead, Chris Lighty
Anxiety, after the meds, Kris Bobbi (Uh)
Skinny black bastard ridin' a Casper (Casper)
I tend to lose my thoughts when I walk (Walk)
They say I'm a slave so tell me the master
Now his head on the pendant by the cross
(By the cross)
Coke'd it then I fucked her for the theory
You know I'm crazy, I'm straight, no weary
(No weary)
I hate when conversates can't relate
You know it be fucking up my groove
When I'm in a bad mood
I can't wait i can't wait just to shit on you
This one for the fuck fake niggas
That love to just hate, dog
Always talkin' that wild shit (Wild shit)
See 'em never let them verbs off (Verbs off)
All these fuckin' missed calls
Might delete the whole call log (Call off)
Thousand dollars for the jeans, fam
She grip 'em when a nigga swerve off (yeah)
Think I need a desert eagle
Niggas in my face (My face)
Thinking they know Jacques
Niggas don't know me
Grew up on my lonestar, niggas roll that weed
(Niggas roll that, niggas roll that
Niggas roll that weed)
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
Just to shit on you
I can't wait, just to shit on you
(But why, Travis?)
Yeah, I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
Just to shit on you
I can't wait, just to shit on you yeah
Fuck outta my business
I did things that most
Men will ask forgiveness broke the code
The commandments from my descendants
Who gives a fuck? New
Children in the buildin'
We ride with no limit's shut the fuck up
Don't you hear me tryna finish?
I'm in a bad mood
Rob that dude, fuck that couch
Burn that house we the cause of the era
New niggas with new terror
A thousand on the leather
You niggas should know better
We niggas new slaves, I do say (Fuck, fuck)
Twice only on a Tuesday when
I'm in a bad mood
Oooh, your skin mahogany (Fuck, Fuck)
Oooh, let's break the monotony
Government threw us in a maze (What?)
Had me trickin' 40k for some grades (What?)
Just to make 40k for the wage
Dropped out and made that in one day
I'm in a bad mood
Ooh, nigga I'm wildin' on 'em
Back pilin' on 'em (Pilin' on 'em)
I never feel the pain
Only God can make it rain (Make it rain)
So I must be Mary, Joseph, Allah
Kid of a disciple, these thoughts is suicidal
Jumpin' off a buildin'
Quit thinkin' like a psycho
They tryna find a nigga dead, Chris Lighty
Anxiety, after the meds, Kris Bobbi (Uh)
Skinny black bastard ridin' a Casper (Casper)
I tend to lose my thoughts when I walk (Walk)
They say I'm a slave so tell me the master
Now his head on the pendant by the cross
(By the cross)
Coke'd it then I fucked her for the theory
You know I'm crazy, I'm straight, no weary
(No weary)
I hate when conversates can't relate
You know it be fucking up my groove
When I'm in a bad mood
I can't wait i can't wait just to shit on you
This one for the fuck fake niggas
That love to just hate, dog
Always talkin' that wild shit (Wild shit)
See 'em never let them verbs off (Verbs off)
All these fuckin' missed calls
Might delete the whole call log (Call off)
Thousand dollars for the jeans, fam
She grip 'em when a nigga swerve off (yeah)
Think I need a desert eagle
Niggas in my face (My face)
Thinking they know Jacques
Niggas don't know me
Grew up on my lonestar, niggas roll that weed
(Niggas roll that, niggas roll that
Niggas roll that weed)
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
Just to shit on you
I can't wait, just to shit on you
(But why, Travis?)
Yeah, I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I, I can't wait, just to shit on you
Just to shit on you
I can't wait, just to shit on you yeah