Modo Antidepresivo (part. Snow Tha Product)

Antidepressant mode, I don’t mix with the blues
My ex-boyfriend can go to hell, I’ve changed my fate

Mo-mo-mo-antidepressant-oh-oh-oh-oh
My ex-boyfriend my-my-hell
My-my fate-ate
Mo-mo-mo-antidepressant-oh-oh-oh-oh
My ex-boyfriend my-hell
My-my fate-ate

Yeah
Today I don’t want any drama, I don’t care what happened
Today I want a girls' night out, when I go out I get real
I’m not down
I’m up
Pass me the info
What’s up
Let’s go to Miami
To a club
I don’t wait in line (uh – uh)

Today I want fun, today I want vibes
Like they say out in LA, tonight bitch we’re outside

The car front-back, side to side
I know you want to catch a vibe
Snow Tha Product, Yeri Mua
And I got the table, pour the shots

And the bad bitches (okay)
Those who run the show don’t cry over some dude
I want a shot of tequila, lime and to get paid
I walk into the club and everyone’s like hey

Dance, glam, cameras flash
Lipstick on, mascara lashes
Dump the boyfriend in the trash
It’s for the girls, get cash

Antidepressant mode, I don’t mix with the blues
My ex-boyfriend can go to hell, I’ve changed my fate
Mo-mo-mo-antidepressant-oh-oh-oh-oh
My ex-boyfriend my-my-hell
My-my fate-ate

In the Mercedes cruising with my Real G 4 life
My lashes are longer than that dude’s dick
All right, that’s fine (it can happen to the best)
But I’m fed up with so many damn losers

Sorry for the time
I’m not wasting it baby (I’m doing good)

With my baby, feeling wild
No thugs allowed, sorry babe

I want glam
Cameras flash
All right, that’s fine
Dump the boyfriend in the trash
It’s for the girls, get cash
(Hey)
All right, that’s fine
Cameras, flash