Chris Hooks - Mood Swings

I'm in all black, like Bruce Wayne
I'm a hot boy, like Liu Kang
Nine on my back, like Luol Deng
Got two girls and 2 Chainz
I'm too fly, like two planes
Don't have sides, just two mains
Bout my coin, like loose change
I switch hoes like mood swings
Get on beats and go off, what I'm best at
I'll put my head where her chest at
I'll get a nigga shot, never guessed that
His friend get pop too, like a stepdad
I ain't going nowhere, so accept that
Bout franklins, so I can respect that
Bring up old hoes, I said girl forget that
All about the benjamins, ooh I felt that
No, you can't find no nigga like me
All my old hoes still like me
I direct like I'm Spike Lee
Make her say yup, in my white tee
I'm too hot like third degree
She like my steez and BBC
Her new nigga heard of me
Put him on a shirt and NBC
Creepin in the car like TLC
Young and fly, like I'm DC
I get brain, no GED
I get brain like, MIT
Tell my driver, make this left
I steal hoes from guys like theft
He shoot shots, I have a vest
I shoot shots, they hit like Steph
I'm a ghost her like I'm Danny, she gon feel it in her chest
I might take her to miami, I said girl go head, get dressed
Seen the room, she think I'm fancy, I said girl you know what's next
She gon clean me like a nanny, had me screaming We The Best
Had her left leg going east and had her right leg going left
And I really deserve grammy for what I'm bout to say next
My phone start ringing, it said Brandi, she start going thru our texts
I said you know I miss my granny, boy I'm feeling like I'm set
Yeah, what's poppin
You don't want me I'm toxic
And I got options
I take all, my lil hoes shopping
Don't take no losses
Never get caught then
Cause I'm so cautious
I ain't got no conscience
Sell ticks, like Boston
Nigga, ain't no stopping
Nigga, I'm what's poppin

Written by:
Chris Hooks

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