Young Thug
Young Thug - Mom (mind On Money) lyrics
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Sitting up so high, feel like my nose bleed (my nose bleed) I left that lil' money in my old jeans And speaking of alphabets, I know OGs (OGs!) Offshore accounts, overseas No tint, so you know it's me Mind on that money, mind on that money Money on mind, money on my mind Money on my mind, money-money on my mind (thugger!) Mind on that money, nah, mind on that money Money one mind, money on my mind (Money on my mine, got the racks on my mind) Got them racks on me, the long way Hunnid's on me, they tailing me to throw me I feel like I'm on moon way long, baby Take this, take that like they the (?), baby Me and Quan like Jay and Ye', Watch the Throne, baby Creepin in that black truck, just like the song say Hey, and that car was from Malone, baby She my ex, just like (?), oh I'm gunning real I told the boy, I got a tip if it's dub seal You been pussy, I see your whisker, 'bout as long as a seal She look at me, I look by (?), like a Navy Seal You cry, swear to God, I'mma try fuck yo kids Sitting up so high, feel like my nose bleed (my nose bleed) I left that lil' money in my old jeans And speaking of alphabets, I know OGs (OGs!) Offshore accounts, overseas No tint, so you know it's me Mind on that money, mind on that money Money on mind, money on my mind Money on my mind, money-money on my mind (thugger!) Mind on that money, nah, mind on that money Money one mind, money on my mind (Money on my mine, got the racks on my mind) Beatin on my chest, just like I'm Willie B Swiss bank accounts, my lightskin ho look like Alicia Keys Clean up my cars then bring them out, push button, don't need a key And like the first Sunday in April, I'm on Easter pink Double cup better have ice in it, homie heating ice with it I'm killing these niggas every every song im on, they say homie need a life sentence And all my hoes tryna' fight bitches Call a girl a ho, don't dyke bitches Find your spot in the dark, no night vision Cuase I'm good as icy, you feel me? Name two niggas you know who done came up this fast Play game, bitch and who blew on that hard dropping lil bad I get dough, nigga, don't get mad Let me bring it pronto, that's your ass No (?), no cause you know I drop cash I'm sitting on the car, got 'em mad cause Sitting up so high, feel like my nose bleed (my nose bleed) I left that lil' money in my old jeans And speaking of alphabets, I know OGs (OGs!) Offshore accounts, overseas No tint, so you know it's me Mind on that money, mind on that money Money on mind, money on my mind Money on my mind, money-money on my mind (thugger!) Mind on that money, nah, mind on that money Money one mind, money on my mind (Money on my mine, got the racks on my mind)