XV - My Mood Gucci lyrics
[XV - My Mood Gucci lyrics]
Turn me up yeah yeah, yeah
Uh, yeah look
Move with the niggas I move with
3: 16 is my movement stone cold is my music
Break glass like I'm Jewish
Pull off fast in that new shit
I don't ask I just do this
Bitches asking like who dis
You was bad back in school shit
Now you average and foolish, cool
I gotta deal on the real
When I signed I sized
And was taught me how to get it for real
Never complacent just cool and
I'm patient unplugged from
The Matrix when I took a pill
Been to Olympus felt like the
Olympics how I go
And get it when I'm in the field
Niggas be dissing but they gotta chill
I do not listen and they should for real
Look at me, check out my mood (huh)
Look at me, nigga I'm Gucci (yeah)
Look at me, check out my mood (huh)
Look at me nigga I'm Gucci (yeah)
Look at me, check out my mood (huh)
Look at me nigga I'm Gucci (yeah)
Bad chick she ain't bougie (yeah)
Got me moving like Uzi
Bitch I want to roll like sushi
I don't take a ho to no movie
She already know I want coochie
She don't wanna jump in the jacuzzi
She just wanna roll and play Boosie
Bad ass bitty with a fat ass booty had
To add that cutie to the phone
She says she got a real dude he at home
He not cool like me unless he a clone
Hoes say I'm breezing I need me a fur
Ring on my pinky and screaming out "Brr!"
Green lamborghini was gone in a blur
Vodka martini that's shaken, not stirred
Got fettuccine and dinner was served
In that bikini I made her desert
Rub her like Genie I'm feeling a curse
Hello to Kitty, it see me and purr
Who knew that I had that?
Dude with the dad hat
Gucci to abs, Gucci the backpack
Current mood is move wherever the bag at
I treat the studio like it's a trap house
You get the bag and fumble it
I get the bag like Zeke it and I run with it
I Westbrook -triple double it
That's how I look when the Summer hit
Look at me, check out my mood (huh)
Look at me, nigga I'm Gucci (yeah)
Look at me, check out my mood (huh)
Look at me nigga I'm Gucci (yeah)
Look at me, check out my mood (huh)
Look at me nigga I'm Gucci (yeah)
Bad chick she ain't bougie (yeah)
Got me moving like Uzi (yeah)
Uh, yeah look
Move with the niggas I move with
3: 16 is my movement stone cold is my music
Break glass like I'm Jewish
Pull off fast in that new shit
I don't ask I just do this
Bitches asking like who dis
You was bad back in school shit
Now you average and foolish, cool
I gotta deal on the real
When I signed I sized
And was taught me how to get it for real
Never complacent just cool and
I'm patient unplugged from
The Matrix when I took a pill
Been to Olympus felt like the
Olympics how I go
And get it when I'm in the field
Niggas be dissing but they gotta chill
I do not listen and they should for real
Look at me, check out my mood (huh)
Look at me, nigga I'm Gucci (yeah)
Look at me, check out my mood (huh)
Look at me nigga I'm Gucci (yeah)
Look at me, check out my mood (huh)
Look at me nigga I'm Gucci (yeah)
Bad chick she ain't bougie (yeah)
Got me moving like Uzi
Bitch I want to roll like sushi
I don't take a ho to no movie
She already know I want coochie
She don't wanna jump in the jacuzzi
She just wanna roll and play Boosie
Bad ass bitty with a fat ass booty had
To add that cutie to the phone
She says she got a real dude he at home
He not cool like me unless he a clone
Hoes say I'm breezing I need me a fur
Ring on my pinky and screaming out "Brr!"
Green lamborghini was gone in a blur
Vodka martini that's shaken, not stirred
Got fettuccine and dinner was served
In that bikini I made her desert
Rub her like Genie I'm feeling a curse
Hello to Kitty, it see me and purr
Who knew that I had that?
Dude with the dad hat
Gucci to abs, Gucci the backpack
Current mood is move wherever the bag at
I treat the studio like it's a trap house
You get the bag and fumble it
I get the bag like Zeke it and I run with it
I Westbrook -triple double it
That's how I look when the Summer hit
Look at me, check out my mood (huh)
Look at me, nigga I'm Gucci (yeah)
Look at me, check out my mood (huh)
Look at me nigga I'm Gucci (yeah)
Look at me, check out my mood (huh)
Look at me nigga I'm Gucci (yeah)
Bad chick she ain't bougie (yeah)
Got me moving like Uzi (yeah)