
MOODIE Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Richie, I just wanna go to the geek party
I don't give a fuck about your attitude I'm goin' up, check the altitude
Look at all the shit that I did for them
They don't even show gratitude
She gon' let me in and she don't give a fuck about her ex
Nor her last dude
She like, why you tweakin' out
Why you spazzin' out
Nigga, you so rude
I don't wanna talk about it
Don't wanna hear about it
I'm not in the mood
When I get to that motherfucking backend
I stack up that cash, that shit help with my mood
When I'm geekin' and geekin
Leaving the earth off these drugs, they help with my mood
When all of my jawns pull up, and they all show me love
That shit helps with my mood
That shit helps with my mood
Grab her thighs in the V, while I'm racin'
Johnson in her mouth, she be tastin
My wood in her mouth, she be facin'
We all got some problems, we facin
Give a fuck bout this shit, but I gotta stay focused
I remember them times, I felt hopeless
Nowadays, when they see me, they notice
I got up and got to that shit on my own
You be moving to childish, but say that you grown
You keep calling for handouts, won't pick up the phone
I was right there with bro when he split his lil dome
He ain't give me the addy, I'm still at his home
Bitch don't disturb me ,when I'm on my zone
She want my Johnson, I gave her the bone
Geeking up with baddie , I'm never alone
And I got these hoes, they in love with the sound and the cadence
Mix the Dolce with the Gucci, the fragrance
She wanna see me, I keep her ass waiting
They want new music, I keep they ass waiting
She been on Johnson list, for years waiting
They lurkin', they watchin', and some of them hating
They rooting for rich, and they hope that I make it
I don't give a fuck about your attitude I'm goin' up, check the altitude
Look at all the shit that I did for them
They don't even show gratitude
She gon' let me in and she don't give a fuck about her ex
Nor her last dude
She like, why you tweakin' out
Why you spazzin' out
Nigga, you so rude
I don't wanna talk about it
Don't wanna hear about it
I'm not in the mood
When I get to that motherfucking backend
I stack up that cash, that shit help with my mood
When I'm geekin' and geekin
Leaving the earth off these drugs, they help with my mood
When all of my jawns pull up, and they all show me love
That shit helps with my mood
That shit helps with my mood