​​bad mood

Lyrics

[I didn't come to party, I just came to get my money right. I didn't come to party I just came to get my, came to get my] I would never hurt you But I probably would though If I was your husband I'd turn you to a widow Block nine, shots flying through the window God, girls dow it better I'm in slip mode I got it [?] Fucked up, head ache Make it make sense Please, I'm brain dead I'll do drugs in the bath hole I hate my face That's why I covered it in tattoos Bad mood I got bad mood Bad mood I got bad mood