Where Is My Mind?
Bumboi
2:39Yuh Aye Aye Like shut up little bitch Brodie in the back with his gun up little bitch Got water on my wrist like I'm whipping in the kit Ima kick in yo door takin all your fucking shit Like Like shut up little bitch Brodie in the back with his gun up little bitch Got water on my wrist like I'm whipping in the kit Ima kick in your door takin all yo fucking shit Like All these little bitch boys Fuck out my face I'm running to the bag I need all my cake Little shawty on her back I nut on her face You don't flip no packs you a little mistake Get up off my back Get up off my dick I don't fuck with no rats You can eat this clip Get out of my stack Get out of my pack Ima load this Mac It gonna rip a stick Fuck with the bum that's your biggest mistake I got some hittas that need a new rank Talk on my gang he gonna end up the same Talk all that shit but you ain't about a stain Cut up your throat you can choke on smoke I been cooking up fire they on it like dope Whip all white and it just like the Pope Stick all black and it gon take your soul You cannot fuck with the kid bitch you ain't on my level We cooking them up and we poppin like kettle I'm cuttin yo head you get left with a bezel I'm taking your money your mouth to the metal Like Hangin out the window shotgun in my palms I'm high as fuck Cruisin smokin indo lookin for another stain get left with blood Yuh Aye Aye Like shut up little bitch Brodie in the back with his gun up little bitch Got water on my wrist like I'm whipping in the kit Ima kick in yo door takin all your fucking shit Like Like shut up little bitch Brodie in the back with his gun up little bitch Got water on my wrist like I'm whipping in the kit Ima kick in your door takin all yo fucking shit Like All these little bitch boys Fuck out my face I'm running to the bag I need all my cake Little shawty on her back I nut on her face You don't flip no packs you a little mistake Get up off my back Get up off my dick I don't fuck with no rats You can eat this clip Get out of my stack Get out of my pack Ima load this Mac It gonna rip a stick Fuck with the bum that's your biggest mistake I got some hittas that need a new rank Talk on my gang he gonna end up the same Talk all that shit but you ain't about a stain Cut up your throat you can choke on smoke I been cooking up fire they on it like dope Whip all white and it just like the Pope Stick all black and it gon take your soul You cannot fuck with the kid bitch you ain't on my level We cooking them up and we poppin like kettle I'm cuttin yo head you get left with a bezel I'm taking your money your mouth to the metal Like Hangin out the window shotgun in my palms I'm high as fuck Cruisin smokin indo lookin for another stain get left with blood