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lil bean, lil yee & zaybang - what's on yo mind كلمات أغنية

[intro: zaybang]
([?] you made that sh_t slap)
i’d prolly have a couple m’s if i ain’t sip lean
this n_gga trollin’ on the net sippin’ fake green
i had my first ten thou’ when i was s_

[chorus: zaybang]
ay, look
what’s on yo’ mind? b_tch, money check my backdrop
got her off the 1942, she getting back shots
b_tch i be with real n_ggas, you a slap rock
a quarterback, carry the whole team and you a mascot
i’m outside with all my chains, i give a f_ck now
i know i shoulda came plain, but i went bust down
call yee, ask him for the drank, hope he say touchdown
and i been winning for too long, it can’t be luck now

[verse 1: zaybang]
they know i’m bouncing out on feet, i’m tryna catch a hat
another sucka n_gga dead, we finna run it back
b_tch i was only 13 tryna shoot the mac
he play with hi_point 9’s, what he gon’ do with that
a n_gga send me seven g’s for a 16
i’d prolly have a couple m’s if i ain’t sip lеan
this n_gga trollin’ on the net sippin’ fake green
i had my first tеn thou’ when i was 18
[chorus: zaybang]
ay, look
what’s on yo’ mind? b_tch, money check my backdrop
got her off the 1942, she getting back shots
b_tch i be with real n_ggas, you a slap rock
a quarterback, carry the whole team and you a mascot

[verse 2: lil yee]
ay slap ass n_gga, you tryna prove a point
we gon’ roll you up some [?] or put him in a joint
i can never be quiet, i’m really the voice
how you talkin’ naming black and white, you really [?]
snitch k!ller, them the worst n_ggas i try to avoid
[?] dissin’, get a n_gga spilt, it’s really yo’ choice
leave it in the field, early morning i’m bringin’ it home
25k, one day, we spendin’ that chrome
i think i’m getting better with age, this a one of one
pour a four, two for two, the sprite make my feelings numb
glock_23, on my hip, this my favorite gun
put a b_tton on that b_tch ‘cuz i had to
i heard them n_ggas think they run some, but the cash rules
if i was broke and all my friends were dead i’d be mad too
get your bro, tell ’em war stories, we didn’t ask you
go and chill out with all that tough eyes, i’ll stamp you, dummy

[refrain: lil yee]
n_gga chill out with all that tough looking, with yo’ tough ass
broke ass n_gga prolly need a bus pass
[verse 3: lil bean]
yeah, huh
light day, i didn’t even put on all my chains
young n_ggas, hoppin’ out with masks look like kane, huh
dope boy, pops was sellin’ 50’s in the rain
ain’t the same, n_ggas trading teams like they klay
respect bro, before he bought a chain, he bought a crate
n_ggas playing, better tell ’em, go do something safe
out of town, i done spent a bag in mia
n_ggas hood famous, they don’t even know you in the bank
i got angels in the sky, i got hits i never drop
n_gga play with us, i bet this fire work like july
even in the club, n_gga got it on him, like i’m joc
nowadays, shouldn’t be the youngest n_gga with a chop, huh
30 floors up, i can’t hear the bullsh_t
i’m a taxpayer, i think i’m kinda past hood rich
i like model hoes, but i still f_ck with hood b_tches
get your bag up, bet them hoes treat you lil different

- lil bean lil yee zaybang

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