Lil Tjay - Not In The Mood Feat. Fivio Foreign & Kay Flock Download Mp3 & Video Mp4

[Intro: Fivio Foreign]

Uh, yeah

Baow

[Chorus: Lil Tjay & Fivio Foreign]

Really not in the mood right now

Hennessy got me boozed right now

Mama told me to stack my chips

Feelin' like I can't lose right now (Uh)

I see niggas keep playin' these games

They must got us confused right now

Straight to the top, this ain't never gon' stop (Uh, huh)

I got somethin' to prove right now (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Fivio Foreign]

Yeah, look, this .40'll do it (Baow)

It don't even matter who shootin', huh (Nah)

They gettin' mad at the movement (Uh)

You got a problem what we doin'? (Uh)

I saw niggas love (I saw niggas love)

And I saw niggas hate, huh (And I saw niggas hate)

I thought niggas real (I thought niggas real)

But I know niggas fake (Grrt, baow)

Look, .45, that's on the waist (Huh)

If they come, I do the chase (Skrrt)

I couldn't breathe, runnin' from the jakes (Nah)

I almost gave up every other day, huh (Ayy, ayy)

We made a way, huh (We made a way)

We not the same, we never relate (Nah)

It's a big food for the plate

It's time to go drill, I never do dates (Grrt, baow)

[Verse 2: Lil Tjay]

I keep a knocker, I ain't come to play

Niggas be suckin' on me like they gay

But let someone run up on me, I'ma spray

I got a green dot on my pole

Still finna hit him if he run away

I heard a couple hunnid on my soul

But they see me and look the other way

I don't promote but heavy on the gang shit

If you think I'm lackin', then you brainless

Hunnid K up on my neck

A nigga try to front it, I'ma make 'em famous

Otherwise, I ain't finna entertain it

You should get the picture I done painted

I don't go nowhere without my stainless

They know my body, I be movin' dangerous

[Chorus: Lil Tjay]

Really not in the mood right now

Hennessy got me boozed right now

Mama told me to stack my chips

Feelin' like I can't lose right now

I see niggas keep playin' these games

They must got us confused right now

Straight to the top, this ain't never gon' stop

I got somethin' prove right now

[Verse 3: Kay Flock]

Grrt, baow

DOA, we got the city on lock (City on lock)

Backdoor season, better have your knocks (Grrah, baow)

It don't matter which

Still get shot with your bitch if you like it or not (If you like it or not)

Like, let's see your kicks, don't run, don't trip when I walk in the spot, like (Don't run, don't trip)

Got the drop, you get smacked with the pole for thinkin' that he hot, like (Pussy)

I'm with Setty (Like), ayo Fivi' (Fivi'), where the wettys? (Where the wettys?)

He tried to run in the store (Like), I ain't showin' remorse (Grrah), he get shot in the deli (Grrah)

Face shot, no belly

Layup, no jelly

I know they that mad they freed me

I ran up a milli', know they should've kept me (Grrah, grrah-grrah)

[Chorus: Lil Tjay, Fivio Foreign & Kay Flock]

Really not in the mood right now (Nah)

Hennessy got me boozed right now (Grrt, baow)

Mama told me to stack my chips (Baow)

Feelin' like I can't lose right now (Grrt)

I see niggas keep playin' these games (Baow)

They must got us confused right now (Uh)

Straight to the top, this ain't never gon' stop (Grrah, grrah, grrah)

I got somethin' to prove right now (Grrt, baow)

[Outro: Fivio Foreign]

Hahaha

Ayy, y'all fuckin' with them niggas?

Grrt, baow

Hahaha