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croosh - mind lyrics

[verse 1]
i-i-i go through withdrawals when i don’t make deposits
i-i’m addicted to the guap, i’m a guapoholic
they-they say crooshy-wooshy please don’t go chameleon
switching up only because you’re makin’ millions
n-n-n never taking l’s, got me skippin’ letters
your girl traded you for me because i hit it better
that’s okay i’ll give her back to you once i’m finito
we be doin’ x-rated sh-t, feel like vin diesel

[bridge]
hate on me and i ignore it
you date fours and i date foreigns
everyday’s a celebration pop it, pull it, twist it, pour
sippin saki got me c-cky
cannot stop me, laddidaddi
anybody can get bodied
you slow down like ricky bobby
swerve

[verse 2]
pull up, i hop out the uber feeling like the guy
yeah, another day another dime
just got a call bout a gun and they’ll prolly want some but i’ll keep it at mine
i see this sh-t they don’t want you to see
turn up a deal like it’s nothing to me
i-i need more than just 400k
i-i’m the youngest comin’ out l.a

[hook]
three-hundred my shoes, yea
bish i pay my dues, yea
woke up bout round six, yea
i got sh-t to do, yea
money bag all on my mind, yea
money bag all on my mind, yea
money bag all on my mind, yea
money bag all on my mi-

ay, thousand on my chest, yes
money make me stress, less
it’s been on my mind, what
won’t you take a gress, yea
money bag all on my mind, ye
money bag all on my mind, ye
money bag all on my uh, yea, yea
great, yea

[verse 3]
money bag all on my mind, yea
i think of her all of the time, yea
one thing i cannot afford is distractions
she cannot know where the stash is
dropped out of school bish i wanna be famous
only a-one on this a-list
gucci the shoes and i swear thats they laced em’
won’t find me shopping at pay-less
labels take all of my phone, way
i do it all on my own, yea
twenty-mill can buy strings, yea
and i make the f-cking beats, yea
tell me really watchu see, yea
please don’t beat around the bush, yea
i can tell that she a freak, oh
how she do not have a bush?

i-i-i produce all of my sh-t, yea
labels stay all on my d-ck, yea
if you do not like me, that’s okay
you could go fall off a cliff, aye
don’t give a f-ck bout the feedback
all of these rappers are decaf
i do my things
stack up the green
and i sell beats if you need that

[bridge 2]
mo-money bag all on my mind, yea
think of it all of the time, yea
call it whatever you call it
i pull up and pull out my wallet
check that fico score, ouu
diamonds look like green, yea
all my money clean, yea
i just do my thing
croosh it

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