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letra de mood - beige delight

i said, i said, i said, i said, b-tch
i do not f-ck with your attitude
who the f-ck else are you talking to
i need the latitude longitude
i finna see what you gonna do
talking that sh-t in the interlude
i’m not in the mood, i said
i’m not in a mood (x3)
i said, yeah
i’m not in a mood (x3)

i ain’t f-cking with your vibe
i ain’t finna wait all night
said you coming thru at nine, yeah
but i knew that you was lying
i got voices in my head, telling me that she is dead
but my heart is saying otherwise
you know she alive
sip that drink and i can socialize
just forget the lies
but, y’know that i’mma lose my mind, i might lose my mind
lost my focus and i lost track of time
i just need to smoke a little bit of pack
then i realized that all this sh-t is whack

lil b-tch, lil b-tch, lil b-tch
knock up on the wood and get the pitch
lil b-tch, lil b-tch, lil b-tch
hunnid fifty racks like a snitch

told the b-tch what i meant
all the sh-t that i said, now she rolling with me
zoning all of these streets
two can play at that game
i got like twenty b-tches on me
and i can swerve right outta that lane
i copped like thirty pounds of that tree
smoking all of my thoughts out
right before i just rock out
fit, super clean
take a bottle with me
and i might take a sip of that lean
cause this might be the night that i fiend
looking to lose myself in that dream

but y’know i’mma lose my mind, i might lose my mind
smoking spice until i run out of thyme
i warned you twice, but now you just crossed the line
i warned you twice, but now you just crossed the

lil b-tch, lil b-tch, lil b-tch
what the f-ck is you on, lil b-tch
coulda hopped up in the whip, if you lit
coulda really been my b-tch, off rip

rolling in the coup, i don’t know where the roof is
sipping out this flask, don’t know what the proof is
y’know i got that foreign whip, you know i got the civic
y’know i got that foreign b-tch, i think she might be british

smoking all of my thoughts out
right before i just rock out
fit, super clean
take a bottle with me
and i might take a sip of that lean
cause this might be the night that i fiend
looking to lose myself in that dream

- beige delight

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