Mood Swings (remix) (feat. Lil Tjay & Summer Walker)

[Intro: Pop smoke]

Oh, you ain't know I could sing? (oh, oh, oh)

Hahaha (yeah)

Shorty a lil' baddie

Shorty my lil' boo thing

And shorty got the fatty

Shorty be catching mood swings

[Summer walker]

Ballerina tip, keep a tight grip on it

That's my dick when I want it

But, boy, you give me head

Make me wanna treat you like a broke nigga

Always end up with the wrong niggas

Yeah, and that's a tip for seven, nah, nah, nah

Slim, thick, with a slick mouth talkin': Rah, rah, rah

Prolly coulda had a couple dreams runnin' 'round

If I was tryna settle down, young bitches on the prowl

Gettin' bread and some more, gettin' head and some more

Gotta keep it on go, 'cause the pussy don't talk control, oh, oh

Shorty a lil' baddie

Call me his lil' boo thing

Know I got the fatty

That's why I be catchin' mood swings

Never let him hit without a rubber

Unless he more than a lover

And I kept it undercover

'Cause I don't kiss and tell

[Lil Tjay]

Every time I fuck, she call me daddy (hahaha)

My lil' mama nasty (nasty)

I see the pussy through the panties (whatever you want)

She taste like candy (oh)

She a queen, like nefertiti

Uh oh, my lil' mama sittin' pretty (oh)

And we be shoppin' through the city (oh, oh, oh)

I gave her keys to the Bentley (woah, woah)

Get off your knees, you don't gotta cry to me (oh)

I'm your best friend, baby, you don't gotta lie (oh, oh)

I'll get you everything that you want and that you need

From Chanel to CELINE, it's on you to decide (oh, oh, oh)

Valentino, yeah, I put you in the best (oh)

Start liftin' up your dress, start kissin' on your neck (oh no, no)

Start rubbin' on your butt, start massagin' your breasts

I ain't wanna give you a baby just yet

So I backed out and nutted on your breasts

I put you in a uber (oh, oh, oh) and sent you to your bed (oh)

The very next day (oh), you sent me a text (oh)

You pulled up to the crib and we did it again (oh, oh, oh)

Shorty a lil' baddie (she a lil' baddie)

Shorty my lil' boo thing

And shorty got the fatty

Shorty be catchin' mood swings

Every time I fuck without a rubber

I nutted on the covers (covers)

And I kept it undercover (yeah)

'Cause I don't kiss and tell (ooh)

You know, I never found love until I looked into your eyes (until I looked into your eyes)

First time blushin', I ain't even gon' lie (ain't even gon' lie)

Four rounds in, leavin' bruises on your thighs

You the only bitch could make me spin off on the guys

And the only bitch that make me wanna nut when I'm inside

It's your vibe, leave with me you gettin' high

None of these bitches fuckin' wit' you even if they tried

She a tsunami, I ain't never felt it dry

Close my eyes while I sleep, hope you be there when I wake

Honestly, I feel the vibe we had is great

And if there's something in your mind, you can tell me

And if I told you what's on mine, would you help me?

You gon' see the bigger picture, it's just gon' take time

Just because you mine, I'ma keep you lookin' like a dime

Ain't no imperfections, girl, you fine

Baby, what's your sign?

I hope you ain't against the slow grind

Work, work, it's me and you, me and you

Keep it silent, there ain't nothin' we can't do

Through the storm, baby, we can make it through

Why you actin' brand new? You know you my lil' boo thing

Got up on my birkin, it's workin'

She said she a virgin (it's hurtin')

She my biggest fan, she always lurkin'

And she know I'm a man, I'ma put that work in

I know she can't stand me, I'm fancy

So I'ma bring her out when I get my Grammy

Late night sex, she can't find her panties

Couldn't hold it in, now she need a plan b

Shorty a lil' baddie

She my lil' boo thing

And shorty got the fatty (shorty got the fatty)

Shorty be catching mood swings

Every time I fuck without a rubber

I nutted on her covers

And I kept it undercover

'Cause I don't kiss and tell