Lyrics Mood - TJ Porter

Ayo Turbo
How fast you tryna go bruh?

Mmm

Them niggas saying it's lit (Bow)
We gon' spin on they block in a Drop Top (Drop Top)
I got one in the head and got ten in the clip
We gon' keep raising hell 'til it's hall side (brrr)
When it's lit they gon' tell me to chill
Boy, I'm stepping, them bullets come nonstop
We just slid on that nigga for talking enough on that bush
In the back where it's harsh up (boom brrr)

Bullets make that boy's heart stop
We put a opp in the air (opp in the air)
We catch a body and don't talk about it
Them niggas gon' shoot in the air
My killers coming, they shooting with hallows (hallows)
Watch that boy disappear
Nigga keep talking that talk, we ain't talking no more
We gon' leave that boy's mama in tears

Opp nigga thinking he tough
He bluff
I'll break that nigga (I'll break that nigga)
We just whipped some new chops
Go drop
Go shake that nigga (bow)
'Cause we going hallow for hallow
We killing these bodies and take that nigga (take that nigga)
So now when they see me, they talking they whiffing
They be like "I hate that nigga" (I hate that nigga)

I'm for long when it's lit, I'm with the shiz
All of my chains go with dimonds in them
I put Cheak on that chain, made a promise to him
And I know she gon' fuck 'cause she know who I am
Now she eating dick and I'm lit
I just got rich from the brook on my own (haha)
These niggas talking, I'm never alone
I feel like KJ, I'm really the don

When I step in the room (when I step in the room)
I tell that lil' bitch to shake it, she shake it
Now I'm watching it move (yeah, I'm watching it move)
I put a Perc on her tongue
And she telling me "Baby, let's do it" (baby, lets do it)
She want me grab it and smack it
I said, "It depend on my mood" (it depend on my mood)
It depend on my mood (it depend on my mood)

My niggas dangerous
He wanna play then we gon' make him famous
Double lost streets and they look like a spaceship
These niggas hating, I gave 'em a flavor
My killers shooting with no hesitation (brrr)
Bodies gon' drop but it's gon' rearrange them (bow)
Two in the face, give that lil' boy a facial (bow)
We do a drill and we taking the cases
Them niggas telling but there ain't no chases

Bodies gon' drop, we gon' kill 'em all
Send his mama, she crying up in 'em all
I drop a bag then I get 'em going
If 12 looking for me, I'm on a tour
She want a bag but fuck what she want
If I want me some pussy, I'm getting more (haha)
And them niggas mad 'cause I'm in my bag
And they know how I step

When I step in the room (when I step in the room)
I tell that lil' bitch to shake it, she shake it
Now I'm watching it move (yeah, I'm watching it move)
I put a Perc on her tongue
And she telling me "Baby, let's do it" (baby, lets do it)
She want me grab it and smack it
I said, "It depend on my mood" (it depend on my mood)
It depend on my mood (it depend on my mood)