#mood lyrics - Post Malone

 Homie you's a window shopper

Mad at me, I think I know why

Homie you's a window shopper

In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy

Homie you's a window shopper

At the dealership trying to get a test drive

Homie you's a window shopper

Mad as fuck when you see me ride by


Everybody wanna talk shit on the internet

But they ain't understand they see the work I put into it

I'm guessing all this bullshit just come with the benefits

20 years old, 20 carats my bezel heavy

Doors suicide they say a word in remembrance

And they just wanna see me fail but dawg I ain't havin' it

They wanna tear me down and tell you "youngin' you can't handle it"

And I'm just here to tell em their shit never happenin'

And I just flew by in a drop-top Porsche

Givenchy swim shorts like I hopped out the pool

Flu game pose people callin' me the G.O.A.T

People gettin' heated shit my rollie still cold

Aye-ye-ye

I got cha-ay-ay-ange

Why you even lookin'? You ain't pay-ay-in'

I'm still loyal what the fuck is ya'll sayin'?

Even though my song stuck in your bitch brain


Homie you's a window shopper

Mad at me, I think I know why

Homie you's a window shopper

In the jewelry store lookin' at shit you can't buy

Homie you's a window shopper

In the dealership tryin to get a test drive

Homie you's a window shopper

Mad as fuck when you see me ride by


Everybody wanna talk shit on the internet

But they ain't understand they see the work I put into it

I'm guessing all this bullshit just come with the benefits

20 years old, 20 carats my bezel heavy

Door's suicide they say a word they remember it

And they just wanna see me fail but dawg I ain't havin' it

They wanna tear me down and tell you "youngin' you can't handle it"

And I'm just here to tell em their shit never happenin'

And I just flew by in a drop-top Porsche

Givenchy swim shorts like I hopped out the pool

Flu game pose people callin' me the G.O.A.T

People gettin' heated shit my rollie still cold

Aye-ye-ye

I got cha-ay-ay-ange

Why you even lookin'? You ain't pay-ay-in'

I'm still loyal what the fuck is ya'll sayin'?

Even though my song stuck in your bitch brain


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