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Bad Mood
108
Hip-Hop/Rap
Bad Mood was released on November 20, 2024 by Simple Stupid Records as a part of the album Before T.L.Y.
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Release DateNovember 20, 2024
LabelSimple Stupid Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yhapojj
Yhapojj
Vocals
Benji Blue Bills
Benji Blue Bills
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jamaruean Macaiah Jones
Jamaruean Macaiah Jones
Songwriter
Nico Allen
Nico Allen
Songwriter
Anne Marjin Horst
Anne Marjin Horst
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jamaruean Macaiah Jones
Jamaruean Macaiah Jones
Recording Engineer
Ayemajin
Ayemajin
Producer

Lyrics

I was in a bad mood, so don’t go
I was in a bad mood, so don’t go
I came back to myself in a booth you were right, I seen too much
And I think of you as a galaxy, start seeing my love
And sometimes I feel like bump tump bump blow up
Sometimes I wanna roll with you, people gon’ notice us
We could write a cool book, radical, horizontal no line
I put my swag on, I just feel like maybe I’d say that same line
I be owing that back, I’m shooting that J maybe she the same fire, same fire
I take these pictures, they nice
Stay quiet, if you tap tap they’ll be mine
I pulled up on that hoe it was easy, this is what you did to me one ride
I turned up on these hoes to easy, this that shit they did to me one ride
I’m the one pretending, I’m the one, the one n**** got to influence
And I was making all the music for all my n****s just to get through it
I was fuckin’ around with little model bitches and they got through it
VIP is talking right to God and I know God will get me through it
I hope you get blessed, I hope you get blessed
I wish you the best, I wish you the best
I hope you get blessed, I wish you the best
Even if we never get there I wish you the best
Even if we never get there I fuck hoes the best
I fuck hoes the best
I fuck hoes the best
If we naked we together we run out to get
Bitches can’t be together we run out to get
I walk down with leather pants, my n**** yeah
I walk down with sticks and leather pants, my n**** yeah
I was fuckin’ my whole bitches we get back and paint the city ORE
19 XX boutta be, 19 XX boutta be, 19 XX boutta be
Badda-bing, badda-boong
Hit his head, boom boom, boom boom, 90
Buy another gun, then I’m goin’ big
I don’t want my ex text sorry
Yeah I gotta get my mother-fuckin’ flex on ye
Fuckin’ me now cause I’m next oh ye
Suited up I get my step on yeah
Booted up I ain’t takin’ that clear
Tweak on the floor on a late night yeah
Imma be fine, I got no fear
I had to turn right back on my leg yeah, on my leg yeah
Boy, bitch ain’t got no ye, she left me I went nowhere
Through the rain when the sky get clear
Just know Imma be right here
Right here, right here
Right here, right here
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Right here, oh yeah, oh yeah
Written by: Anne Marjin Horst, Jamaruean Macaiah Jones, Nico Allen
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