Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bad Mood / Shit On You, artist - Travis Scott. Date of issue: 21.09.2013
Song language: English
Bad Mood / Shit On You |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| I can’t wait just to shit on you |
| 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 |
| 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 |