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otm - mind on a million كلمات الأغنية

[intro: duffy]
b_tch
you know what the f_ck goin’ on

[verse 1: duffy]
strip team, bro just hit me with the facetime
me and p just poured a three, b_tch, i’m too fired
new chain, i’ll take yours ‘fore you take mine
tryna get a million, i don’t never really waste time
that n_gga jumpin’ off the porch without his shoes tied
i’ll knock a n_gga down to size if he my height
my fault, n_ggas mad we hoggin’ all the spotlight
all for it, all these n_ggas nice, f_ck i look like?
f_ck i look like gettin’ f_cked out a contract?
keep the goofy sh_t up over there, yeah, y’all got that
i just bought a brand new .9, this b_tch compact
box with me, i’ll leave a n_gga eye black

[verse 2: blue pesos]
that piece ain’t worth nothin’, n_gga, why the f_ck you buy that?
my mind on the mil’, n_ggas tryna get me sidetracked
i’m smokin’ out the pound, n_ggas matchin’ two dime sacks
i know we hit your b_tch, but stop actin’ like a crybaby
roll bounce, i’ll let a hundred off for rami
that 10k don’t compare, bro, you got that from the swap meet
hold the glock, duff, pass the e_sig, i’m tryna swap heats
she keep sayin’ i’m a n_gga, b_tch, that’s obvious
i’m a breadwinner, other n_ggas bottom feeders
i got a heaven_sent flow, come take a walk with jesus
jointed up, y’all should be thankful for the cold demons
you choose b_tches over hoes, sh_t, that’s your business
[verse 3: blue pesos & duffy]
we’ll blow his head off if he toe steppin’
hit the gas and get lost, it ain’t no pressure
why you hangin’ with a snitch like you don’t know better?

[verse 4: duffy]
sh_t, mei ling and sue yung know us, we the home wreckers
otm, i’ll k!ll behind them three letters
let him get to lookin’ like he trippin’, we’ll do the extras
step on him in these mcqueens i just had to get
three hundred dollars in my cup, high fashion sh_t

[verse 5: blue pesos]
sh_t, who mans is this?
quit the fabricatin’, we know the truth, that is not the truth
thousand dollar j’s when i’m tryna hoop
you gon’ always be broke ’cause you hang with goofies
crash on deck, tryna found out where we stashed the blower

[verse 6: duffy]
since when was n_ggas touchin’ money? i ain’t really notice
i’ll go in neimans for a tee and blow a couple hundred
mud walkin’ off the wock’, but i ain’t losin’ focus, n_gga, sh_t

[outro: duffy]
yeah, it’s some sh_t on me, b_tch
yeah, n_gga
spendin’ racks in neimans and all that
we know you n_ggas see it
yeah, sh_t is in me and it’s on me
b_tch

- otm

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