letra de mood - golden black
[hook :dann]
need a sub not advice
judge your own fuckin’ life
on the moon half the time
change your mood suicide
scoop move to the side
when you move to the side
you don’t know what i like
you don’t like what i like
[verse :kling]
gingerbread man
from the trap
all my goons on deck
we don’t stress
we just chasing racks
always on a race
everyday
i don’t concentrate
if you fuckin hate
pour a drank pour some more
pour a drank pour some more
did you get the memo?
all my shooters trained to go
you won’t do me wrong
i got hoes like nia long
what they want, it sounds blow
i don’t do no blow
you should lock the bathroom door
popo sniffing on the low
i run it no gold medal
play you like a cello
heavy like a metal
king of pop michael jackson
moonwalking with a bezel
flexing, i don’t stretch
wolves of art in the making
wolves of art for the taking
[hook :dann]
need a sub not advice
judge your own fuckin’ life
on the moon half the time
change your mood suicide
scoop move to the side
when you move to the side
you don’t know what i like
you don’t like what i like
[verse :slay]
suicidal drugs
check the menu
lean goin’ take your life
up in a motorcycle
it’s a sport
hear the engine pipe
i don’t believe in idols
gamble your life
fuck it just roll the dice
bet you don’t know what i like
i ain’t a copy
i’m living that hotel life
i got your girl in the chamber
dressed in designer like amber
i got the rolling stone
i heard you love makkonen
stash up the bag
duffel, duffel, duffel
bag in the boot
need it in cash
profit, profit, profit
cash paid in full
i had to get me lick
johnny bravo stiff
i’m tryna climb that cliff
it’s that slick rick
you know the shots intended
wolf of art the business
i wanna medusa ceiling
we taking over the city
[hook :dann]
need a sub not advice
judge your own fuckin’ life
on the moon half the time
change your mood suicide
scoop move to the side
when you move to the side
you don’t know what i like
you don’t like what i like
[verse :fxrgo]
hold up hater wait
you’s a flop, you’s a fake
got no fuckin’ username
p-ss that word like a test
i don’t throw shade
unless there’s stunna’s on my face
niggas want beef, but ain’t got no stake up on their plates
your lil b-tch is my dinner
the nandos chicken gettin’ hotter
met a new ting from ghana
takin’ shots like gunner stahl
i’m from the 03-uno (yah)
take your lil b-tch up to the, mall
die lit playboi carti
landed on the moon kid cudi
we flew in a jet, jet we had to land on a check
we had to the pave the way for lames but they couldn’t surf on the wave
never goin’ wait on niggas to dumb it down, the stage on flames
niggas goin’ hate and hate and we ain’t the same
just stay in your lane (my nigga, my nigga just stay in your lane)
[hook :dann]
need a sub not advice
judge your own fuckin’ life
on the moon half the time
change your mood suicide
scoop move to the side
when you move to the side
you don’t know what i like
you don’t like what i like
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