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bandanna$aint - on my mind lyrics

[intro]
(playasin don’t play with you)
yeah
i get to trippin’ now (yeah)
i took the percocet (yeah), i’on think it’s working yet
still on the block tryin’ catch me a hit (frrah)
he ain’t put in no work in yet (yeah)
i’m a big dog, i’m a vet
blatt+blatt, taliban, throw up my set (yeah)

[verse]
soon as i pull up, my opps get wet
she suck d+ck, yeah, soon as we met
young n+gga trap at the back of the bed
too geeked up, i pull up with my my slatt (slatt)
i’m in the woods like jason (yeah)
b+tch, i’m freer than a mason (yeah)
i’on even want that bih’ no more, too much cash i’m chasin’ (cash i’m chasin’)
(ya dig? come on, yeah)
i got this b+tch on my d+ck, he mad (yeah)
bodies keep droppin’, man, this sh+t sad (brr)
f+cked with that bih’, but now she in the past
i swear to god, man, thеse hoes don’t last (d+mn)
i just popped out with a brand nеw stick (frr)
i just popped out tryna get a home hit (yeah)
these broke n+ggas ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’
i swear to god, they ain’t talkin ’bout sh+t
blatt+blatt, know i’m still bool with the bloods (blatt+blatt)
i can’t even lie, my pockets on crip
opps keep droppin’ every godd+mn day
d+mn, that n+gga got shot out the whip (frr, woah)
i’m starting to lose my mind (yeah)
she call, i’m gon’ decline (come on)
i really want the bag (the bread), that b+tch, no, not on my mind (yeah)
i’m ysl, slime (slatt), i’m busy doin’ crime (yeah)
i really want the bands, nah, the b+tch not on my mind (yeah)
[outro]
my mind, my mind
yeah, b+tch, not like my mind

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