Big Mood (feat. Raz & Bada) Video (MV)

(Yuh, aye)
Big mood (Aye), yeah we never lose
It's like we don't ever stay at home we always down to move (I say)
Big move (Yeah), she gon' pick and choose (Aye)
Kato, Raz up in the stu', you know how we do (I say)
I'm a boss, I can't even say the cost (Say the cost)
Or who I am, cuz they wanna be me, pause (Be me, pause)
I'm the man, I need my cash in advance (In advance)
Do no talking throw the money in my hand (In my hand)
Rubber band, how we wrappin' up our bands (How we wrappin')
I'm just sayin' off the dome don't need a pen (Don't need a pen)
Got them diamonds on my neck they tryna dance (Tryna dance)
All these colors shinin' looking like some crayons (Bling-blaow)
Brand new straps so you know that lil' thang won't jam (Bah, bah)
I got drip you gon' mistake me for a dam (Aye) (Drip, drip)
Way I'm talking I can talk my shit
Cuz how I lookin', it's lookin' like that your boy be lit
But anybody tryna touch me, they gon' regret
So I'm gon' make the money talk and move silent (Yuh)
Big mood (Aye), yeah we never lose
It's like we don't ever stay at home we always down to move (I say)
Big moves, yeah we makin' big moves, yuh
Come to my crib and I show her what I do, yuh
Kato said "meet me at the stu', bring the f*ckin' too'
Bring the bitches to the f*cking booth", you know I'm that dude
Got the Charger Hellcat (Skrrrt)
Nah that's cap, I got the Scat (Scat, Scat, Scat, Scat)
I just need some time, I hit her from behind (Bah, bah)
Make her snort a line cuz she know she fine (Aye) (Eeee)
Got a Glock, got a cock, never gonna stop (Stop)
Suckin' on my cock I had that bitch on lock (Yuh)
We got broads, we got cars, y'all some f*ckin' frauds (Yuh)
When I see yo' bitch I'm always gettin' hard (Yuh)
Infantry rifle (Infantry rifle)
Imma one-night 'em (Imma one-night 'em)
Don't wanna pipe 'em (Don't wanna pipe 'em)
Don't wanna wife 'em (Don't wanna wife 'em)
Imma excite 'em (Imma excite 'em)
Yuh, aye, let me start with this shit
Only wanna make hits
I'm that one to be legit
Got yo' bitch on my dick (Yuh, aye)
I'm my own boss money in my pockets (In my pockets)
Got a gun, call it Harden it shoot rockets (It shoot rockets)
This my own style, other rappers jockin' (Rappers jockin')
Speakin' facts, you only speakin' nonsense
Only voice I trust it's in me it's my conscience
Imma money God cuz I make my Prophet
Big mood (Aye), yeah we never lose
It's like we don't ever stay at home we always down to move (I say)
I say, ok, and I don't pay
For these chains on my neck, they bright as day
And I'm ok with the shit you been sayin'
My bitch look like Aunt May
And yours looks like they pay to look that way
Bitch look shitfaced (Yuh, yuh, yuh, aye)
And she lookin' shitfaced (Yeah she lookin' shitfaced)
Yeah I'm great, no debate (Yeah I'm great, no debate)
On my grind, like I skate (Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
I'm chillin' with Kato
He cookin' no label, he out with a Draco
You best get inside tho (Hot, hot)
You whites too entitled, country in shambles
You f*ckers are blind tho (Blind)
Electing a vile, unintelligent pile
Of shit that look wild
And sucks on some dick tryna get this bitch kicked
And take a real pic
At someone that's fit, throw him in a ditch
Big mood (Aye), yeah we never lose
It's like we don't ever stay at home we always down to move (I say)