Lyrics Mood - Dear Silas

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"Mood" by Dear Silas and the Big Back Boppers
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Yeah, I got style, I got grace, see this fit, I got taste
Too much drip, too much flavor in your face
'Cause lil' bitch, I'ma mood
Better know that I'ma mood (hey, hey, hey, hey)

I look good, I look great, see this skin, see this face
You don't love yourself well, shit, I can't relate
'Cause lil' bitch, I'ma mood
Better know that I'ma mood (hey, hey, hey, hey)

I'm too real, can't be fake
See this drip take a dip in that lake
I'm a star on top of that rocket
Finna blast off nigga shoutout take (momma)

Gave me the essentials to kick butt
Take names, fuck it up and be great
Don't be mad, I'ma mood when you look at your food
Order up, I'm the steak on that plate, shit

Baby, I'm mad at me
How I do it so casually?
Doin' this shit so big, hell, I can't make it up
Maybe it's Maybelline

Huh like, who in the hell do you ya think ya is
Walkin' round here lookin' that good? Fuck that
Whoever don't feel the same
Ass cheeks 'bout to meet the back of my foot (my foot)

I got style, I got grace, see this fit, I got taste
Too much drip, too much flavor in your face
'Cause lil' bitch, I'ma mood
Better know that I'ma mood (hey, hey, hey, hey)

I look good, I look great, see this skin, see this face
You don't love yourself, well, shit, I can't relate
'Cause lil' bitch, I'ma mood
Better know that I'ma mood (hey, hey, hey, hey)

Wanna know what vibe? Anything I get on
They been chirping and buzzing my phizone
Tryna find out what it is that I'm 'bout to go do
'Cause they know that I put that shit on

Don't be worried 'bout what I'm gone wear
They fresher than me? Shit, I be like, "Where?"
Just know that I'm him and know that she her
But that don't mean you can touch my fur

Babe, I concur, babe, I concrete
That mean I'm solid whenever I speak
I'm feeling bad to the bone in my bone colored fit
Went to Bon Temps just to eat, that's bon appétit

Damn, I look good
Say it to your self now, don't it feel good?
Now stop counting yourself out one of a kind
Tink-tink lil' engine that could

I got style, I got grace, see this fit, I got taste
Too much drip, too much flavor in your face
'Cause lil' bitch, I'ma mood
Better know that I'ma mood

I look good, I look great, see this skin, see this face
You don't love yourself, well, shit, I can't relate
'Cause lil' bitch I'ma mood
Better know that I'ma mood (hey, hey, hey, hey)