Mind Blowing

Loyalty so hard to find, bitch, I will die for it
Fuck your pockets, what I want, bitch, I'ma grind for it
Went from Tommy Hilfiger to Tom Ford
You a bitch and you and I know it
Money I done made man, this shit mind-blowin,
All these niggas turnin' state, man, this shit mind-blowin
Bust so much nut in her face, man, this shit mind-blowin
All these drugs niggas makin' fake, man this shit mind-blowin
This shit mind-blowin
This shit mind-blowin

Niggas tough till they get pulled over on front street
Just made $10,000, these streets jumpin' like bungee
Bitch in my presence, better accept the fact she lucky
If I meet you on Thursday, bitch, I am not waitin' till Sunday
Either a bitch bad and her attitude is disgusting
Or she got a BBL, yeah yo ass fat, but bitch, you ugly
Hop in my car, gone see them stars, you in the front seat
Bitch notice I'm a boss, she suck my dick like it was lunch meat
I came, she ain't catch it, now I gotta wipe the steering wheel off
Big bag of blue Perky 30s, gotta get these pills off
Either my niggas super tough or you a niggas real soft
Black just got 6, now that bitch, tryna get that appeal off
Josh so caught up in his bid, he ain't called in weeks
Cut that bitch off, and called it quits, after she called police
You thirsty, tryna rob me, it's gon' cost a fee
Ain't lost no beef, bitch, I ain't dead, and I ain't lost no sleep

Loyalty so hard to find, bitch, I will die for it
Fuck your pockets, what I want, bitch, I'ma grind for it
Went from Tommy Hilfiger to Tom Ford
You a bitch and you and I know it
Money I done made man, this shit mind-blowin,
All these niggas turnin' state, man, this shit mind-blowin
Bust so much nut in her face, man, this shit mind-blowin
All these drugs niggas makin' fake, man this shit mind-blowin

How you spend your PPP check on a necklace
At the Windemere complainin', your bus ain't on schedule
Just copped a half a brick, then went on my bank app to check it
Seen it, cashed it, went on Lakeview, copped another half a brick of Becky
That's real white, you see the stamp, don't disrespect me
Fishy like perch, official, don't ask for no testers
If police behind me while I'm loaded, actin' sketchy
Bitch, I got 180 on the dash, you ain't gon' catch me
Treat these hoes like I look way better than Nelly
Bitch thought that all fat niggas pay for pussy till she met me
Finna pull out your mouth, jack off, bitch, you gon' catch it
If you not, then bitch, get out, bye bye, don't text me
Smoke pissed that I ain't get them stamps, he ain't called in weeks
I ain't keep my word, that aint 100, put that all on me
I don't beef with lame niggas, but know the cost is cheap
Ain't lost no beef, bitch, I ain't dead, and I ain't lost no sleep

Loyalty so hard to find, bitch, I will die for it
This shit mind-blowing
This shit mind-blowing
Went from Tommy Hilfiger to Tom Ford
You a bitch and you and I know it



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Writer(s): Derek Brantley
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