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Rico Nasty - Mood Feat Splurge Lyrics

Huh
(Go)
(Huh, go)
Rico
(Yeah)
Woah, Kenny
Go

Shootin' like I got a grip on the K (Ba-boom)
When you come to the trap, put a brick in your face (Brick)

Don't come around here, nigga, you could get braced (Uh)
Goyard bag, I got racks in the safe (Huh, huh)

Gotta come get your bitch 'cause she stay in my way (Ooh)
Gotta stay with a stick, guess I stick on my ways (Yeah)

Stackin' my weight, they be stuck to my waist (Ha)
Stick to the money, I'm still gettin' paid

Yeah, all of these bitches gon' go (Go)
If your ice shines (Ice shines)
Roll the Backwood, I'ma fuck up my mind (Backwood)
I was down bad, they ain't give me a dime

All these niggas some hoes (Bitch, yeah)
They ain't worth my time (Time)
Your jewelry don't shine like mine (Ha, hoe)
Fuck up a bag and put some to the side (Yeah, some to the side)

Niggas broke, hoes too (Gang)
Niggas cap, got no loot (Uh, no cap, cap)
You can get wrapped if you thinkin' I'm cool (Huh, huh, wrapped)
Pourin' the juice, tryna get in the mood (Huh, huh, juice)
[Rico Nasty:]
I want your friend and you (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
Hop out the coupe and I'm drippin' like ooh (Huh)
I got the sauce, so they stuck like some glue (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
If she want beef, we gon' shoot up the roof (Woah, woah)

Drop top coupe
I ain't like none of these rappers, I shoot (Shoot)
I got designer, this Ak a Guc' (Ridin')
Ridin' piranha, she eat it like soup (Ayy, yeah, yeah)

Who are you? (Yeah)
I ain't gon' lie to you, I tell the truth (Truth, truth, huh)
Everything that I do, they gonna do (Huh)
Look at the numbers and you see the proof (Bitch)

Roll with the chopper, I hang out the roof (Roof)
Niggas is pussy, they lame like you (Like you)
Ain't with the talkin', I'll flame your crew (Your crew)
I never heard of your gang, like "Who? " (Huh)

My money way too blue (Blue)
I got that honey like Winnie the Pooh (Ha)
Like we playin' dice, you know we gonna shoot (Pew)
Feelin' like Biggie, bitch, gimme the loot
I never heard of your gang, who that? (Who that?)

Red bottoms, steppin' on a nigga like Manson (Go)
We never take some, boy, y'all cappin' (Cap)
We don't know you, you ain't on slatt (Slatt)

I got that bitch shiverin' like a cat (Purr)
I got the whole city on my back (Yeah)
And we take your shit, you ain't gon' get it back (Yeah)

Niggas broke, hoes too (Gang)
Niggas cap, got no loot (Uh, no cap, cap)
You can get wrapped if you thinkin' I'm cool (Huh, huh, wrapped)
Pourin' the juice, tryna get in the mood (Huh, huh, juice)
[Rico Nasty:]
I want your friend and you (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh)
Hop out the coupe and I'm drippin' like ooh (Huh)
I got the sauce, so they stuck like some glue (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
If she want beef, we gon' shoot up the roof (Woah)

Niggas broke, hoes too (Gang)
Niggas cap, got no loot (Huh)
You can get wrapped if you thinkin' I'm cool (Huh, huh)
Pourin' the juice, tryna get in the mood
Niggas broke, hoes too (Yeah)
Niggas cap, got no loot (Shoot)
You can get wrapped if you thinkin' I'm cool (Huh)
Pourin' the juice, tryna get in the mood