big mood - bri trilla lyrics
[intro]
if you my b*tch, then be my b*tch, and don’t turn on me for sh*t
put yo’ trust in a n*gga, how you figure? (haha)
look (woo)
[chorus]
if you my b*tch, then be my b*tch, and don’t turn on me for sh*t (never)
nowadays these b*tches sick and they gon’ turn on you for d*ck (disgusting)
he pourin’ his heart out, i just can’t fall in love for sh*t (i’m sorry)
i ain’t tryna get in my feelings, right now i’m tryna get rich (ayy)
if you my b*tch, then be my b*tch, and don’t turn on me for sh*t (never)
nowadays these b*tches sick and they gon’ turn on you for d*ck (disgusting)
he pourin’ his heart out, i just can’t fall in love for sh*t (i’m sorry)
i ain’t tryna get in my feelings, right now i’m tryna get rich (ayy)
[verse 1]
i can’t, can’t get in my feelings, we ain’t cryin’, ’bout no n*gga (nope)
we ain’t ridin’ ’bout no n*gga house, spyin’ on no n*gga (nope)
let’s go get some money and get fine on these n*ggas (fine)
when it’s one, two, three, four, five*hundred n*ggas (by my side)
he like, “what are we?” (oh)
i’m like, “huh?” what, i know who i am
one thing that i know, if it ain’t money, i just don’t give a d*mn (i don’t)
ain’t tryna chase np n*gga, i’m chasin’ money, i might just catch a cramp
we not havin’ smoke about no n*gga (woo), i just smoked a gram
[chorus]
if you my b*tch, then be my b*tch, and don’t turn on me for sh*t (never)
nowadays these b*tches sick and they gon’ turn on you for d*ck (disgusting)
he pourin’ his heart out, i just can’t fall in love for sh*t (i’m sorry)
i ain’t tryna get in my feelings, right now i’m tryna get rich (ayy)
if you my b*tch, then be my b*tch, and don’t turn on me for sh*t (never)
nowadays these b*tches sick and they gon’ turn on you for d*ck (disgusting)
he pourin’ his heart out, i just can’t fall in love for sh*t (i’m sorry)
i ain’t tryna get in my feelings, right now i’m tryna get rich (ayy)
[verse 2]
i can’t pop out with no n*gga (no), you can’t trust ’em (no), won’t embarrass me (no)
when i get my l!ck back, ain’t no limit, call me master p (on god)
half these n*ggas slow, ask his ass to have a spelling bee (dumb ass)
what come after, “g” and before “p,” and then, you add the, “e” (ho*ass)
blowin’ up his phone, he ain’t busy, b*tch, he cheatin’ (cheatin’)
just leave that n*gga ‘lone, stop actin’ dizzy, b*tch, you tweakin’
say he love you, don’t believe it (no), get some money, don’t get even (no)
get yo’ sh*t together, baby, we ain’t f*ck that n*gga season (on god)
[chorus]
if you my b*tch, then be my b*tch, and don’t turn on me for sh*t (never)
nowadays these b*tches sick and they gon’ turn on you for d*ck (disgusting)
he pourin’ his heart out, i just can’t fall in love for sh*t (i’m sorry)
i ain’t tryna get in my feelings, right now i’m tryna get rich (ayy)
if you my b*tch, then be my b*tch, and don’t turn on me for sh*t (never)
nowadays these b*tches sick and they gon’ turn on you for d*ck (disgusting)
he pourin’ his heart out, i just can’t fall in love for sh*t (i’m sorry)
i ain’t tryna get in my feelings, right now i’m tryna get rich (ayy)
[outro]
can’t trust no n*gga, no
no, you can’t love no n*gga, no
no, you can’t trust no n*gga, no (huh)
no, you can’t love no n*gga, no
yeah, on god
don’t do that
ayy, 2023, we ain’t goin’ for no bullsh*t ladies
hahahahaha
yeah, we ain’t goin’ for no bullsh*t, on god
we ain’t cryin’, ’bout no n*gga
we ain’t ridin’ ’bout no, ridin’ ’bout no, spyin’ on no n*gga
right now i’m tryna get rich (ayy)
let’s go get some money and get fine on these n*ggas
when it’s one, two, three, four, five*hundred n*ggas
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