What's On My Mind?

(What's on my mind)
(What's on my mind)
(What's on my mind)

(What's on my mind)
Got these bitches naked
(What's on my mind)
Got these niggas hating
(What's on my mind)
These drugs that I'm taking
(What's on my mind)
It's the money making

(What's on my mind)
I'm plugged in like a socket
I bring the supply and I do it for profit
All of you niggas is softer than Charmin
I'm up in the bank, all I make is deposits
She slurp me up like I came with whipped topping
If blunts was like cigs than I smoke by the carton
Cut my bitch off if she get out of pocket
I got the key like the game was a locket
(What's on my mind)
Tryna get famous, strip em for cash got the industry naked
Tryna see really how far can I take it
I pop it and crush it I'm getting too faded
She bring me cooch, give her dick like we traded
I'm living in Cali but I'm not a native
I just finished dicking the bitch you was dating
They see me get money they starting to hate it
(What's on my mind)
My homies hit licks
Spend a lil cash and we smoke by the zip
Just got a shipment for like 20 bricks
And I bet by tomorrow we finished with it
The people they love us they say that we lit
I squeeze and I pop in his face like a zit
Pull down your shirt girl and pop out your tits
I love the way that she sucking my dick
(What's on my mind)
Servin' the snow
Benjamin Franklin all that I know
George Washington only thing that I throw
Flood the city then I go and lay low
Won't see me again till I book me a show
They say I'm the illist I tell them I know
I break the bank like the bank was a bone
I got the cheese like a danish or scone

(What's on my mind)
(What's on my mind)
(What's on my mind)
(What's on my mind)

(What's on my mind)
Got these bitches naked
(What's on my mind)
Got these niggas hating
(What's on my mind)
These drugs that I'm taking
(What's on my mind)
It's the money making

(What's on my mind)
Put dick in her throat
I don't got no manners fuck taking your coat
I keep a chopper, a beam, and a scope
She kidnapped herself and she ain't coming home
She trippin' she crazy she wanna elope
I can not go, come get your hoe
(What's on my mind)
You niggas is lazy, your girl said she wanna throw down on a baby
I'm sick like I caught HIV and got rabies and I'm on a roll almost like I was skating
I might look white but don't call me Slim Shady
Just keep rolling up do not stop till I say it
(What's on my mind)
I could do this for days
Think that they helping but they in the way
I'm way ahead and this isn't a race
Can't match my tempo they can't match my pace
She made me dinner inside of your place
Cooked in your pots and we ate off your plates
If you aren't early my nigga your late
Deposit my kids while she giving me face
Before I go eat her I sit down, say grace
I asked if you lame, she told me always
Don't get overconfident, stay in your place
Out of this world like I'm in outer space
I'm not convicted they building a case
Toss a gel tab on the buds that I taste
He just tell lies throwing dirt on my name
Come back in 5 years I bet you the same
Hope that I'll lose and they pray and they pray
But I'll plow over obstacles that's in my way



Credits
Writer(s): Malachi Schneider
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