Where's My Mind

Where's my mind, I must have just lost it
I emptied out all of my pockets
'Bout to blast off just like a rocket
In the middle, fucked up the moshpit

I can't deal with all of this fuck shit
I might jump on out of this cockpit
I said turn the fuck off the soft shit
Bitch get up and jump in the moshpit

Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go
Go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go (Wrist spinning, why does it spin so much?)
Go, go, go, go (Wrist spinning, why does it spin so much?)
Go, go, go, go (Wrist spinning, why does it spin so much?)

Fuck this shit
I can't get rid of it
You petty little bitch
You're not ready for this shit

Fuck this shit
I can't get rid of it
You petty little bitch
You're not ready for this shit

Ice on neck, bitch on wet
IPhone X, I don't flex
Ice on neck, bitch on wet
IPhone X, I don't flex

Wait, I flex, hard as
Fuck in this bitch, got some ice on my wrist
Got your hoe on my lap, damn, it is so deep



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Writer(s): Grant Decouto
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