mind > matter

I never snooze or lose, baby, I'm tryna see your views, baby I don't take one, take two, baby, I'm in Canadian goose, baby You know it's Prada my shoes, baby, I like the way that you move, baby Mind over matter with you, baby Girl, let me talk to you New Corvette, let me drop the roof, I hopped in your car, you were playin' my song And that's when it made me wanna ride with you Need a bad lil' bitch and a diamond tooth, Need a law degree the way I side with you These lights so bright, they be blindin' you, And I'm shinin' too Got a hundred bands, on my body grindin' too Ride me no handlebars Mama, you raised a star Cuban link, it cost me a car I don't like the way that you playin' your cards, pop me a pill, go Venus to Mars I Walk around like the youngest in charge, Didn't know that you had a heart But I knew it was you from the start I brought the spark in his bitch, water my wrist, that's Aquafina I might just go get him hit, then keep it zipped, no I ain't seen him You think your man the shit, never been lit, I'll make you leave him Hang with them people that empty the clip and no, they do not need a reason Okay, just give me a minute I'm in the stu, I'll hit you when I'm finished Yeah, shit way too new I'm still cuttin' the ribbon Trippin Balmain too tight, man, they never be rippin She know I be out here ballin' like Pippin She know I be out here handlin' business I never snooze or lose, baby, I'm tryna see your views, baby I don't take one, take two, baby, I'm in Canadian goose, baby You know it's Prada my shoes, baby, I like the way that you move, baby Mind over matter with you, baby I never snooze or lose, baby, I'm tryna see your views, baby I don't take one, take two, baby, I'm in Canadian goose, baby You know it's Prada my shoes, baby, I like the way that you move, baby Mind over matter with you, baby No he can't get like me That boy ain't rich like me That boy a bitch to me He live in misery This money stick to me Yeah, hey, they call me the one It's nice to meet you Smokin' on runtz, talk like a preacher I'm on the floor with the ball in my hand and never the bleachers Yeah, I spent 400 right on a t shirt I treat a pair of Diors just like they my beaters She can not give me a reason I need her Yeah, I like that Yeah, she can not give me a reason I need her