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Travis Scott( Jacques Berman Webster II )



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Travis Scott( Jacques Berman Webster II )

Bad Mood/Shit On You

[Verse 1:Travi$ Scott]
Fuck outta my business
I done things that most men would ask forgiveness
Wrote the code, the commandments from my descendants
Gives a fuck, new children in the buildin'
We ride with no limits
Shut the fuck up, don't you hear me tryna finish?
I'm in a bad mood

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Rob that dude
Fuck that couch
Burn that house
We the cause of the era, you niggas we're new terror
A thousand on the leather, you niggas should know better
Some niggas new slaves, I do say fuck fuck
Twice only on a Tuesday
When I'm in a bad mood
Your skin mahogany (fuck fuck)
Let's break the monotony
Government threw us in a maze
Have you trickin' forty K for some crates
Just to make forty K for the ways
Dropped out and made that in one day
I'm in a bad mood

[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
Ooh nigga I'm wildin' on 'em
Mmmm back pilin' on 'em
I never feel the pain
Only God can make it rain
So I must be Mary, Joseph, Allah
Kid of a disciple, these thoughts is suicidal
Jumpin' off a buildin', quit thinkin' like a psycho
They tryna find a nigga dead, Chris Lighty
Society under the meds, Chris Bobby

[Verse 4: Travis Scott]
Skinny black bastard ridin' Casper
I tend to lose my thoughts when I walk
They say I'm a slave so tell me the master
Now his head on the pendant by the cross
Coke'd it then I fucked her for the theory
You know I'm crazy, I'm straight, no weary
I hate when conversates can't relate
You know, just be fuckin' up my mood
When I'm in a bad mood

[Bridge: Travis Scott]
I can't wait just to shit on you

[Verse 5: Travis Scott]
This one for the fuck fake niggas
That love to just hate, dawg
Always talkin' that wild shit
See 'em never let them verbs off
All these fuckin' missed calls
I delete the whole call log
Thousand dollars for the jeans, fam
She grip 'em when a nigga swerve off
Think I need a desert A
Need to zip my face
Thinkin' ain't no job
Niggas don't know me
Grew up on my lonestar
Niggas roll that weed

[Hook:]
I, I
I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I
I can't wait, just to shit on you
I, I
I can't wait, just to shit on you
Just to shit on you
I can't wait, just to shit on you