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Rich the Kid - Not In The Mood Lyrics



Rich the Kid - Not In The Mood Lyrics
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[ Featuring Offset ]

Yeah, ha
(DA got that dope)
Big pimp
Yeah
We forever livin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (hey)
No kizzy

These niggas don't want you to win (wait)
Mama said I can't lose (lose)
Could tell ya my bitch, she rude (rude)
Don't call me, I'm not in the mood (ayy)
She wanna f*ck my Patek too (Patek)
She wanna crash like Bandicoot
In the trap, but I got the coupe (the coupe)
Y'all lil' niggas out the loop
You tryna cuff, but she done swoop (swoop)
You ate pussy like a hula oop (hoop)
I don't need no alley-oop (alley-oop)

Bad bitch, I just take her to sushi
Balenciaga, I ain't take her to Gucci
I was on the jet once she gave me the coochie
She done wipe we down, no Lil Boosie (Lil Boosie)
Fifty racks in Vancleef
Give me head, don't scratch your teeth
In the back when you f*ckin' with me
Bitch bad, better keep it P (bitch)
I keep a tool like a handyman
And I don't f*ck with rap, I'm a business man
Got old money like Abraham
This AP like a hologram (no cap)

These niggas don't want you to win (wait)
Mama said I can't lose (lose)
Could tell ya my bitch, she rude (rude)
Don't call me, I'm not in the mood (ayy)
She wanna f*ck my Patek too (Patek)
She wanna crash like Bandicoot
In the trap, but I got the coupe (the coupe)
Y'all lil' niggas out the loop

I told 'em (told 'em)
I told these niggas I was lit (Lit)
Showed 'em, put on a fit (showed 'em)
Global, I'm out in Swiss (global)
Fall off, nigga, you wish (ooh)
Bitch, get my ring to kiss (mwah)
If I shot my opp, the cops came, you ain't seen shit (ssh)
You ain't seen nothin' at all (hey)
Don't care 'bout the fame at all (nah)
The chopper a chainsaw (grr)
I go by the gang laws (gang)
I stood on the same ten (ten)
I smashed on the same twins (twins)
I bought 'em the same Benz (skrrt)
They know I'm a made man
On god

These niggas don't want you to win (wait)
Mama said I can't lose (lose)
Could tell ya my bitch, she rude (rude)
Don't call me, I'm not in the mood (ayy)
She wanna f*ck my Patek too (Patek)
She wanna crash like Bandicoot
In the trap, but I got the coupe (the coupe)
Y'all lil' niggas out the loop
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Yeah, ha
(DA got that dope)
Big pimp
Yeah
We forever livin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (hey)
No kizzy

These niggas don't want you to win (wait)
Mama said I can't lose (lose)
Could tell ya my bitch, she rude (rude)
Don't call me, I'm not in the mood (ayy)
She wanna f*ck my Patek too (Patek)
She wanna crash like Bandicoot
In the trap, but I got the coupe (the coupe)
Y'all lil' niggas out the loop
You tryna cuff, but she done swoop (swoop)
You ate pussy like a hula oop (hoop)
I don't need no alley-oop (alley-oop)

Bad bitch, I just take her to sushi
Balenciaga, I ain't take her to Gucci
I was on the jet once she gave me the coochie
She done wipe we down, no Lil Boosie (Lil Boosie)
Fifty racks in Vancleef
Give me head, don't scratch your teeth
In the back when you f*ckin' with me
Bitch bad, better keep it P (bitch)
I keep a tool like a handyman
And I don't f*ck with rap, I'm a business man
Got old money like Abraham
This AP like a hologram (no cap)

These niggas don't want you to win (wait)
Mama said I can't lose (lose)
Could tell ya my bitch, she rude (rude)
Don't call me, I'm not in the mood (ayy)
She wanna f*ck my Patek too (Patek)
She wanna crash like Bandicoot
In the trap, but I got the coupe (the coupe)
Y'all lil' niggas out the loop

I told 'em (told 'em)
I told these niggas I was lit (Lit)
Showed 'em, put on a fit (showed 'em)
Global, I'm out in Swiss (global)
Fall off, nigga, you wish (ooh)
Bitch, get my ring to kiss (mwah)
If I shot my opp, the cops came, you ain't seen shit (ssh)
You ain't seen nothin' at all (hey)
Don't care 'bout the fame at all (nah)
The chopper a chainsaw (grr)
I go by the gang laws (gang)
I stood on the same ten (ten)
I smashed on the same twins (twins)
I bought 'em the same Benz (skrrt)
They know I'm a made man
On god

These niggas don't want you to win (wait)
Mama said I can't lose (lose)
Could tell ya my bitch, she rude (rude)
Don't call me, I'm not in the mood (ayy)
She wanna f*ck my Patek too (Patek)
She wanna crash like Bandicoot
In the trap, but I got the coupe (the coupe)
Y'all lil' niggas out the loop
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Writer: Dmitri Roger, Kiari Cephus
Copyright: Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing

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Performed By: Rich the Kid
Featuring: Offset
Language: English
Length: 1:47
Written by: Dmitri Roger, Kiari Cephus

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