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doughboy d - "no mind" lyrics
“they be like where you at dough? still in the trap bih
i’m just trappin’ till i get this deal
i don’t know when it’s gone come but i know it’s coming”
(hook)
n_gga know that i’m turnt up, i ain’t got no mind lil b_tch my sh_t burnt up
i got lean in the double cup with two glocks on my side on probation don’t give a f_ck
if you mug me know imma bust, i’m in love with this street sh_t this ain’t no f_ckin’ l_st
if you try me you know its up, 50 cal bullets boy don’t get ya (fifty, fitted?) bust
superman no cape sh_t, yeah i ride with them choppas you know i’m gone spray sh_t
broad day (gone, done?) face sh_t, ain’t no cap in my rap cus i ain’t with the fake sh_t
i don’t know why you hate b_tch, i just get to the money trap 24/8 b_tch
and my trap goin ape sh_t, and i’m sellin’ whole bricks sh_t look like some cake mix
(verse)
i was 14 when i copped my first bow n_gga h_ll yeah i was posted inna rey
i was 16 with a baby k, i had hit a kick doe with my fat cousin j (free j!)
s____ got 15 hate he locked up man i miss my n_gga to this day
i ain’t want wanna play basketball not football n_gga so my cousin taught me how to cook da yay
so i turnt up i’m a trap n_gga, now im up in the booth i’m a rap n_gga, and i don’t like to argue i slap n_ggas
rob you for my money if i hit a cr_p n_gga. and i got that drake in my lap n_gga
f_ck around and you gone make me snap n_gga, and i don’t like to shoot i just stamp n_ggas
and my og’s out the camp n_gga. tryna put the fam on with this rap sh_t
don’t nothing come good with this trap sh_t, but until then i’m hoping these packs hit, and these
x pills i’m buying off blacklist
and i keep my a throw away ratchet, got no heart like i’m 21 savage
and i mix the good dope with the bad sh_t, f_ck your white girl cus mines a bad b_tch, (n_gga)
(hook)
n_gga know that i’m turnt up, i ain’t got no mind lil b_tch my sh_t burnt up
i got lean in the double cup with two glocks on my side on probation don’t give a f_ck
if you mug me know imma bust, i’m in love with this street sh_t this ain’t no f_ckin’ l_st
if you try me you know its up, 50 cal bullets boy dont get ya (fifty, fitted?) bust
superman no cape sh_t, yeah i ride with them choppas you know imma spray sh_t
broad day (gone, done?) face sh_t, ain’t no cap in my rap cus i ain’t with the fake sh_t
i don’t know why you hate b_tch, i just get to the money trap 24/8 b_tch
and my trap goin ape sh_t, and i’m sellin’ whole bricks sh_t look like some cake mix
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