Gla**es Malone - Good Mood lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Ricky Rude] I'm on my way, yeah, to getting my dough up now I got this chick from Uptown doing the up-down And when I touch down, you better duck down Cause when I clap clap, there's no clap back And f** Jordan's man, and f** snapbacks I wear boots man, and drive cla**ics I'mma cla** act, b**h pa** that I'mma do my numbers: NASDAQ I attack tracks, smoke outta gas masks And if I crash that, I'll just laugh black Where the cash at? You better tap Mac Or get opened up like a f**ing hatchback And that's an exact fact [Verse 2: Ricky Rude] I'm too high for f**-tion so I'm getting suction At a public function I'll be smashing like Pumpkins So for now, just keep s**ing it, just don't bite down I'm f**ing the b**h - a** up, face down I'm juggling six girlfriends right now I'm smuggling six piff pounds right now Going to the top, they're like "quick, Rick, get down" I'm like k** yourself, here's a shovel, dig down Cause motherf**er I stay around people with good news And motherf**er I stay in places with good views I'm just a good dude, you caught me in a good mood I am so Jersey, I am so rude Now that might be an oxy-f**ing-moron But we grew up selling the Oxys to morons So of course things are good and all appreciated b**h we made it Only way to fight fear is to face it No guts, no glory, that's just my story I would say hi hater, But I'm too high hater I'll be in Dubai later, with all my paper With no f**ing neighbors I'll see you f**ers later