On My Mind

Where the door at, let us find out We gone pull up, nigga we gone ride out Where the bro's at, that are grindin' Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea Man I got money on my mind F*ck a thot i'm tryna bust me down an AP for my time yea, yea And I don't understand why you lyin' You ain't poppin, you just in the club standin' wastin time yea yea And how you really dippin fashion you at H & M and Fashion Nova tryna spend a bag yea, yea And why you bitches always cappin misses let em hit it once and now he don't know how to act yea, yea These niggas forming peace treaties If I don't f*ck wit you don't dap me up don't speak to me I'm wit the dawgs they trained to go so don't you beef wit me Baby you lame ya man a goofy you can't sleep wit me, yea Man f*ck the fame i'm chasin' big checks And f*ck a hater tell that nigga eat a Big Mac What I was taught was stand yo ground but show some respect And if a nigga cross the line da baby his ass, yea I'm drippin water like a facet I need sum' grown ain't wit the games I need a boss bitch Someone that go and get that bag and ain't gon' stop this Ain't in the club or tryna f*ck somebody poppin, yea Where the door at, let us find out We gone pull up, nigga we gone ride out Where the bro's at, that are grindin' Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea Man I got money on my mind F*ck a thot I'm tryna bust me down an AP for my time yea yea And I don't understand why you lyin' You ain't poppin you just in the club standin' wastin time yea yea And how you really dippin fashion you at H & M and Fashion Nova tryna spend a bag yea yea And why you bitches always cappin misses let em hit it once and now he don't know how to act, yea yea We gone ride out but ion pop out much I been in the cut dolo ion trust these niggas none Imma big dawg stunna play the track and let it run yuh I thought I told you prices goin' up yuh This style ain't free so next time go and get ya funds up Money on my mind boy it been like that since a Jit I was itchin for the paper startin goin hittin licks yuh Switched it up and now they pay me for the 6 Yea Know I gotta be a star or some Cause I like fast cars like nascar's wit broads in em And yea I don't need ya but I want ya girl, yea So please don't make me make you face the world yea Man I got money on my mind F*ck a thot I'm tryna bust me down an AP for my time yea yea And I don't understand why you lyin' You ain't poppin you just in the club standin' wastin time yea yea And how you really dippin fashion you at H & M and Fashion Nova tryna spend a bag yea yea And why you bitches always cappin misses let em hit it once and now he don't know how to act, yea yea