I get mood swings like before you pay me
Uhm, mh, that's a ritual
Pour a glass of that Bourbon, nothing else,
and I'm waiting
Uhm, mh, that's a ritual
Now I'm fading for you, I'm on the radio
Stop playing like you didn't know
Text some mess, hit it fast
Have a blast, babe
Uhm, mh, that's a ritual
Yeah I took some mills but I've always got a vision
Money money money, I just speech them to existence
Got no ugly, tell me why the hell I'm winning
If the girl don't want to fuck me [?] while we're chilling
All in the feelings, uuh
So pick the good drink, that's damn true
Girl, I'm in the boxes it's like I'm brand new
Rapper say they'll light me like some candles
Get your shit over here, all this bamboo
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