Let Me Blow Ya Mind (Spotify Singles)

Hey, yuh

Drop your glasses
Shake your asses
Face screwed up like you having hot flashes
Which one? Pick one
This one, classic
Red from blonde
Yeah, bitch, I'm drastic
Why this? Why that?

Lips stop asking
Listen to me baby
Relax and start passing
Expressway
Head back
Weaving through the traffic
This one strong should be labeled as a hazard
Some of y'all homies hot

Sike, I'm gassin'
Clowns I spot 'em
And I can't stop laughing
Easy come, easy go
E-V gon' be lasting
Jealousy, let it go
Results could be tragic

Some of y'all ain't writing well
Too concerned with fashion
None of you ain't Gizelle
Cat walk and imagine
A lotta y'all Hollywood, drama, passed it
Cut bitch, camera off, real shit, blast it

And if I had to give you more
It's only been a year
Now I got my foot through the door
And I ain't going nowhere
It took a while to get me in
And I'm gonna take my time
Don't fight that good shit in your ear
Now let me blow yo' mind

They wanna bank up
Crank up
Makes me dizzy
Shank up
Haters wanna come after me
You ain't a ganster, prankster
Too much to eat
Snakes in my path wanna smile up at me (yuh, yuh)

Now while you gritting your teeth
Frustration, baby, you gotta breathe
Take a lot more than you to get rid of me
You see I do what they can't do
I just do me
Ain't no stress when it comes to stage
Get what you see
Meet me in the lab

Pen and pad
Don't believe
Sixteens mine, create my own lines
Love for my wordplay that's hard to find
Sophomore, I ain't scared
One of a kind

All I do is contemplate ways to
Make your fans mine
Eyes bloodshot, stressing
Chills up your spine
Sick to your stomach
Wishing I wrote your rhymes

And if I had to give you more
It's only been a year
Now I got my foot through the door
And I ain't going nowhere
It took a while to get me in
And I'm gonna take my time
Don't fight that good shit in your ear
Now let me blow yo' mind (ayy)

Let your bones crack
Your back pop
I can't stop
Excitement
Glock shots from your stash box

Fuck it, thugged out
I respect the cash route
Locked down, blasting
Sets while I mash out
Yeah, homie, mash out, D-R-E
Back track, think back, E-V-E

Do you like that (yeah)
You got to, I know you
Had you in a trance first glance
From the floor too
Don't believe I'll show you
Take you with me

Turn you on
Tension gone
Give you relief
Put your trust in a bomb
When you listen to me

Damn, she much thinner now
Nah, I'm complete
Still stallion
Brick house
Pile it on
Ryde or die, bitch, double R, came strong
Beware, 'cause I crush anything I land on
Me here, ain't no mistake homie
It was planned on

And if I had to give you more
It's only been a year
Now I got my foot through the door
And I ain't going nowhere
It took a while to get me in
And I'm gonna take my time
Don't fight that good shit in your ear
Now let me blow yo' mind...