Mind Over Matter

Look
Shawty wanna bust it down
Want a couple rounds
Coming up
Oo, I think she wanna love me now (aye)
Tell her bust it down
Love to come around
I'm coming up
Oo, I think she wanna fuck me now (aye)

Big body in the back
Time to empty out the choppa, hoe
Stayin' ten toes
Black Feet
Like a Navajo
All y'all niggas trash
Had to turn off the audio
Bad bitches chillin at the crib
We got a lot of those

Shawty wanna bust it down
Want a couple rounds
Coming up
Oo, I think she wanna love me now (aye)
Tell her bust it down
Love to come around
I'm coming up
Oo, I think she wanna fuck me now (aye)

Leave her in the past
She remind of my last bitch
I ain't into fake
You could miss me with that plastic
Way she choosin up
You would think this was a draft pick
Money stretchin longer
It's elastic
Fuckin with these fake hoes
I'm bout my pesos
I got a couple hours
Baby I can't stay long
You niggas going out sad
Singing the same song
You never loved me
You were using me to hang on



Credits
Writer(s): Kemari Mccants
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