Mood Letra

I woke up feelin' great
Made 30 bands today
I do my dance today
I might just drag the Wraith
When I walk in the mall, I go crazy
If I'm sippin' on lean, then I'm lazy
I pulled up in the foreign, don't race me
And it's always been fuck you, then pay me

And I ain't gon' lie, your girl a lil’ freak
Added me on Snapchat, asked for a streak
First class flight, bring her ass to the beach
Bring her out to Cali and travel the streets
3 bands, 4 bands, 10 band night
I left them mall 20 bags, get it right
Hop on the plane or the jet, took flight
I had the ball, got me feelin' like Mike, look
Niggas just mad cause I've been gettin' bread
Spray with the thing, we could aim at your head
Look at the Rari, it came in red

I woke up feelin' great
Made 30 bands today
I do my dance today
I might just drag the Wraith
When I walk in the mall, I go crazy
If I'm sippin' on lean, then I'm lazy
I pulled up in the foreign, don't race me
And it's always been fuck you, then pay me
Bitch
Look

Me and Akachi like Coke with the Henny
Don't hit my line, I'm not friendly
I used to trap out the house, now it's Bentleys
2 years ago, I ain't even have pennies
Now I'm doin' ten for a night, uh
Plus you gotta book a nigga flight, uh
Used to put the xan inside the Sprite, uh
Now I'm in a motherfuckin' bag
Yo’ bitch on her motherfuckin' ass
Woke up in this bitch and do the dash

I woke up feelin' great
Made 30 bands today
I do my dance today
I might just drive the Wraith
When I walk in the mall, I go crazy
If I'm sippin' on lean, then I'm lazy
I pulled up in the foreign, don't race me
And it's always been fuck you, then pay me