Post Malone - #mood lyrics

rate me

(Hook)

Homie you's a window shopper

Mad at me, I think I know why

Homie you's a window shopper

In the jewelry store looking at shit ya can't buy

Homie you's a window shopper

At the dealership tryna get a test drive

Homie you's a window shopper

Mad as fuck when ya see me ride by

(Verse)

Everybody wanna talk shit on the internet

But they ain't understand they see the work I put into it

I'm guessin' all this bullshit just come with the benefits

Twenty years old, twenty carats my bezel heavy

Doors suicide they say a word in remembrance

And they just wanna see me fail but dawg I ain't havin' it

They wanna tear me down and tell ya 'young'n, ya can't handle it'

And I'm just here to tell em their shit neva happenin'

And I just flew by in a droptop Porsche

Givenchy swim shorts like I hopped out the pool

Flu game pose people calling me the G.O.A.T

People getting heated shit my rollie still cold

Aye-e-yea-e-yay! I got chai-e-yea-e-yange

Why ya even looking? Ya ain't pay-ay-in

I'm still loyal what the fuck is y'all saying?

Even tho' my song stuck in yo bitch brain

(Hook)

(Repeat Verse 1)