Mood ring - Kid Quill, Pressa

I moved out west for the winter smoking CBD

Need a crib so big that we on MTV

I’ve been minding my P’s and Q’s

Yeah I’m just doing me

I get paid by the letter like A, B, C

Dese are the nights I’m the real me

I need a day I get home, I need a day off my phone

I need a night, where everything’s right

We don’t get in trouble and nothing goes wrong

Man this feels like one of those

The kitchen island like a ship wrek

But it’s okay now that we grown

Austin used to be my wingman

Cole usd to be the DJ

Lip sync all the vrses, freestyle on the replay

Back then we had freetime

Now we’re driving on the freeway

With nobody in the shotgun

I’m about to have a me day

Tie my shoestrings, count my loose change

Add that up and then we do things

Money green inside my mood ring

Tie my shoestrings, count my loose change

Add that up and then we do things

Money green inside my mood ring

Tie my shoestrings, count my loose change

Add that up and then we do things

Money green inside my mood ring ay ay

Tie my shoestrings, count my loose change

Add that up and then we do things

Money green inside my mood ring

I’m good, you not

If it’s money don’t change my brother

Or change the hood, good block

If lil shawty wanna fuck on a nigga bet she would, lil thot

Got a pound of weed and gas go store buy woods

Give her love and loyalty

Still look back nigga don’t need a real wood

Tell lil shawty to suck on my balls she looks at me crazy

By the loook I hit in the club I can tell you keep on gazing

After party way more crazy

We pulling of in brand new Mercedes

Just like Jasmine had a son, just like Brenna had a baby

Big body yachty no baby boat

Big booty chick no skinny hoe

Gucci, Louis, Prada baby clothes

Tryna be richer than Brady yo

All these publicists doing articles

She buy a car with no card no

She lives faster than a Lamborghini but she don’t even know how fast it goes

My foot on the pedal, I pick off the petals

I know that she love me but I love me better

Don’t look at the weather it’s gon' be a good one

No matter whatever

I spit with words and make sure they clever

I load up the beat then I put it together

Yeah they call me Quill it’s light as a feather

I made a to-do list in case I forgot and I couldn’t remember

Tie my shoestrings, count my loose change

Add that up and then we do things

Money green inside my mood ring ay ay

Tie my shoestrings, count my loose change

Add that up and then we do things

Money green inside my mood ring