Nadia Payne - Mood Lyrics

Hop out the shop
Flexin on you hoes
Getting to that bag
Made it rain on you hoes
I ain't gon say ya name
But I'm talking to you hoes
My new nigga rich I got 6 of them hoes
Never been a gimmie, gimmie
Always had plenty, plenty
I can be naughty if ya name is Benji
Never been a gimmie, gimmie
Always had plenty, plenty
I can be naughty if ya name is Benji
Cause I'm Gon to the money
Gon to the money
Gon to the money
Yeah I'm gon to the money, yeah
Gon to the money
Gon to the money
Gon to the money
Yeah I'm gon to the money, yeah
Bad little shawty from the D though
Got me a dude with a bag
Call him nino
All these bitches just mad
Not me ho
Knocking bitches out
Drita D'Avanzo
Fronting for the gram
You dismiss ho
Money on the floor
I'm on the go
Thought I was done
No, No, No
This my year
It's a wrap ho
Cause I'm Gon to the money
Gon to the money
Gon to the money
Yeah I'm gon to the money, yeah
Gon to the money
Gon to the money
Gon to the money
Yeah I'm gon to the money, yeah
Jump out the whip
All eyes on me hoes
Face beat looking very foreign on you hoes
Ain't no beef mama
I'm winning on you hoes
And I'm gonna keep struckin
All on you hoes
Gon to the money
Gon to the money
Gon to the money
Yeah I'm gon to the money, yeah
Gon to the money
Gon to the money
Gon to the money
Yeah I'm gon to the money, yeah