On My Mind
[Intro]
(Mushk made this)
[Verse 1]
She was tryna put that thing on me, so I let her
Now she goin' crazy
We can just leave this where it's at, I ain't no kid, baby
If I ain't have it like I got it, you wouldn't be my lady
Come check me out, I'm throwin' touchdowns like Tom Brady
Ain't tryna be around no n***as, I like hoes
Real hoes, type of bitches suck the dick, then go home to her n***a
Still rap with 'em when they playin' my songs
He would've never knew about me if he wasn't goin' through her phone
Told her comе and hang with me, I'm on some player shit
Tеllin' me a story that she heard about me playin' a bitch
I'm tellin' her I'm puttin' this money up, and I be savin' shit
She tellin' me she heard that I be buyin' hoes all type of shit
Man, she wasn't thinkin' I'm a boss, so I had to let her see
Take the [?] band on Cash App and sent her ass a G
I ain't even fuck yet, I just took her out to eat
In the morning, got her some tickets out the D, I'm like—
[Verse 2]
If she see this girl face, who wouldn't be chillin', she's just smilin'
Talkin' 'bout how she be havin' a n***a blushin', I'm like, "Stop it"
Type of girl that when they see her, n***as askin', "Where you find her?"
Real player, nothin' major, we went Lululemon shoppin'
Come and hang with me like every day, that'd be straight
I know you a busy woman, just make some time for your baby
You ain't really a rich n***a if you ain't never gave a ten to your lady
I don't know why, but I get mad when I see you with your friends, that's shit crazy
She the baddest of the baddest of the baddest
Ain't even finna look your way if you ain't never had no cabbage
You a boss and you ain't got a girl like this, that mean you lackin'
And if you ever see us out, we gon' be both drippin' in fashion
N***a, that money shit ain't nothin', we just spent it
I just like countin' it up, n***a, I'm all about the Benjamins
Shit be crazy how I'm nervous, scared to ask you for a kiss
You got me thinkin' to myself, "How I'm gon' turn you to my bitch?"
I'm like—
(Mushk made this)
[Verse 1]
She was tryna put that thing on me, so I let her
Now she goin' crazy
We can just leave this where it's at, I ain't no kid, baby
If I ain't have it like I got it, you wouldn't be my lady
Come check me out, I'm throwin' touchdowns like Tom Brady
Ain't tryna be around no n***as, I like hoes
Real hoes, type of bitches suck the dick, then go home to her n***a
Still rap with 'em when they playin' my songs
He would've never knew about me if he wasn't goin' through her phone
Told her comе and hang with me, I'm on some player shit
Tеllin' me a story that she heard about me playin' a bitch
I'm tellin' her I'm puttin' this money up, and I be savin' shit
She tellin' me she heard that I be buyin' hoes all type of shit
Man, she wasn't thinkin' I'm a boss, so I had to let her see
Take the [?] band on Cash App and sent her ass a G
I ain't even fuck yet, I just took her out to eat
In the morning, got her some tickets out the D, I'm like—
[Verse 2]
If she see this girl face, who wouldn't be chillin', she's just smilin'
Talkin' 'bout how she be havin' a n***a blushin', I'm like, "Stop it"
Type of girl that when they see her, n***as askin', "Where you find her?"
Real player, nothin' major, we went Lululemon shoppin'
Come and hang with me like every day, that'd be straight
I know you a busy woman, just make some time for your baby
You ain't really a rich n***a if you ain't never gave a ten to your lady
I don't know why, but I get mad when I see you with your friends, that's shit crazy
She the baddest of the baddest of the baddest
Ain't even finna look your way if you ain't never had no cabbage
You a boss and you ain't got a girl like this, that mean you lackin'
And if you ever see us out, we gon' be both drippin' in fashion
N***a, that money shit ain't nothin', we just spent it
I just like countin' it up, n***a, I'm all about the Benjamins
Shit be crazy how I'm nervous, scared to ask you for a kiss
You got me thinkin' to myself, "How I'm gon' turn you to my bitch?"
I'm like—