Mood - Bruhh Lyrics

Moving on to bigger and better things
Still hunting for the best chicken wings
Got a shawty wit me, Whitney, she a singer
If you hate what I do, bitch bring it
I'm sticking to my plan like tree sap
Got the mind of a genius, say you need that
Featured on the TV, did you see that?
I failed level 3, but I don't need that

You can bet I'm coming for the top spot
Cooking up ramen in the hot pot
At first we feast, get the hot sauce
I'm big big boss like Rick Ross
I woke up in the morning, knew I had to flex
If you not funny, bitch, swipe left
Got the wrong number, who you tryna text?
I don't miss her attitude, I miss the sex

Ladi dadi here to f*ck the party up
Invitation only, party up and on the party bus
I'm kicking in the door baby you can call me Spartacus
Got a problem? we can have a heart to heart about it
X on my left, and I'm triple x rated
Excision, red eyes, call me for an exorcism
Got more bars than a cell inside the prison
Got more scars than the lion, not the King

Life on reload, still I pull the trigger
The world getting smaller or am I getting bigger?
I'm the type of guy to give my soul to a ginger
And I ball so hard some call me Scotty Pippen
Never had anyone question my integrity
Never let my enemies get the better side of me
Never said sorry not sorry till I got it tatted on my chest
Now I live life without rest, ha

When they see me they like, bruhh
When they need me they like, bruhh
When they envy they like, bruhh
When they, when they, bruhh