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bigbabygucci, alois & austin skinner – blow your mind lyrics

[intro: alois]
woah+woah, woah
woah+woah, woah
woah+woah, woah (jackpott!)

[verse 1: bigbabygucci]
i’ll apply that pressure, take yo’ time
i got bullets for yo’ vest, boy we ready to blow yo’ mind
bank account look like a phone number, i just banged yo’ line
had to ask her if you tired, baby, you run in my mind
wake up, put that sh+t on every day
ak big as f+ck, when i shoot, it make my legs shake
i don’t give a f+ck, i’ma scream ’til they hear me
(oh, he just got body+bagged? i can’t even hesitate)
you don’t wanna be a opp, i’ll beat yo’ ass every day
[?] fifty+six in the wrist, i just had to let that b+tch go
pour up in the ocean, mix [?] with the switch, i change the tempo
ever since i been alive, i been on my grind, you ain’t seen poverty
put him on the line, he ain’t lyin’ ’til this judge gon’ fold, probably
i got this b+tch on hawaiian beach
that’s where i probably be
she know my name, ain’t no probably
if i f+ck once then you know that’s my property
ride in that foreign, it don’t even got a key
that b+tch is boring, yeah, get from beside me
i get ’em whacked with a wave [?]
you [?] tsunamis
[bridge: alois]
[?] on the nightstand, woah, uh, uh (woah, woah, woah)
keep that [?] on my right hand, woah (with my right—)
i don’t wanna hear you talk no more, be silent, yeah (woah)
and i don’t want a b+tch to depend on me no more, ’cause you know i don’t got time for that

[verse 2: austin skinner]
i’m on the top of the mountain, i scream
racks too big, can’t be low+key
got a bad b+tch down to her knees
i’m too high, can’t stand, i lean
i be fiendin’ for them drugs, ayy
shoot a bullet then i run ‘way
tryna get up, count up all day
i ain’t good, good enough, bae
for my brother, put ’em down deep
why they watchin’ when they doubt me?
chain sw+ngin’, bought a new piece
got exotic in that looseleaf
i’ma shoot him in the eyes
brought pills on the plane, i’m too high
glock on the waist, tryna go outside
can’t let a f+ck n+gga take my life
i be booted on them drugs, wait
been invested in my plug, hey
only do it if it’s my way
told her, “pull up, come to my place,” uh
tell her this lean on me
i got drugs in my iv
these lame n+ggas try lie on me
ain’t never had no ties to me (fake)
grab her booty, get it up (yeah)
p+ssy pinker than my cup, oh
if he try me then it’s up (skrraa)
for that chicken, better duck, woah
[?] like i’m up
i’m a dog and you a pup, woah
i been runnin’ out of luck
i been runnin’ to them drugs, woah
[outro: bigbabygucci & alois]
i’ll apply that pressure, take yo’ time
i got bullets for yo’ vest, boy we ready to blow yo’ mind
bank account look like a phone number, i just banged yo’ line
had to ask her if you tired, baby, you run in my mind
i don’t got time for that
i don’t got time for that
i don’t got time for that
’cause you know i don’t got time for that

- bigbabygucci alois austin skinner lyrics

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