Get Your Mind Right
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β±οΈ 3:17 duration
π ID: 12080081
π Lyrics
Tell that bitch to leave, I dont really care.
The diamonds on my wrists strip
four carats in my air
Im feelin like a king I dont even have to steer
This car drive itself 30 mil one year (2015)
My fam died, not a tear dropped
forty straps my homie in
im not goin stop
Shit we gettin money outta bops tonight
Flip weed do a bump, (glock)
Lil mama got ass,
Dance slow, while she wanna talk cash
Hardcore hash live fast til I pass
What it crop, what im gonna few
Haters gonna laugh shit
Smoke tough I can never quit
RolΓ© on my wrist I can never get enough of this
Pullin on the ham, what they scream loud
S-fire, today I brought the beamer out
Turn it up, let the smoke settle
Blurred lines everywhere, gaspedal
We'll spin see the tins in the distance
Smell the flower that we burn, for instance
Hemonie, smoking lemon tree
Rolling cherrypie on that glasstip
shatter up in the sky.
Yea, we elevate it, aint no mind hater
Roll it up, funky feels with the shaw paper
We keep you medicated,
You at the table faded
So much queen im jaded
I know you fuckin hate it
See the birds flock to the nest
Green thumb, top shelf yeah we out west
Shoutout to the sherbinator
with the jaw that are higher than a elevator
Damn so much fuckin flavor
Jet lights, Jet fuel, dab two
yeah, uh
I feel like the man when I roll through
Used to write checks,
Im like man I hope that go through
Now I ride foreign
you aint fresh n I dont know you
Everything new coz I was pulled back in the oldschool
Feelin like im olst too
House on the hill
I've tracked alot of drugs
I get it to pay my bills
I be grind in the hood
our hideout, pretty boy on the screen
but let the nigga find out
Made my first mill at twentyone
Highschool I was a bum
Now fuckin it is done.
I dont care if they go
you got money, give me some
yea give it to spintin my jobs
binzes n benz
All I missin is slippin im on a mission
I used to tell a nigga grow up
now they be like what the fuck is that when I roll up
Now I get a hundredfifty racks when I show up
yeah nigguh, all I gotta do is show up!, huh.
The diamonds on my wrists strip
four carats in my air
Im feelin like a king I dont even have to steer
This car drive itself 30 mil one year (2015)
My fam died, not a tear dropped
forty straps my homie in
im not goin stop
Shit we gettin money outta bops tonight
Flip weed do a bump, (glock)
Lil mama got ass,
Dance slow, while she wanna talk cash
Hardcore hash live fast til I pass
What it crop, what im gonna few
Haters gonna laugh shit
Smoke tough I can never quit
RolΓ© on my wrist I can never get enough of this
Pullin on the ham, what they scream loud
S-fire, today I brought the beamer out
Turn it up, let the smoke settle
Blurred lines everywhere, gaspedal
We'll spin see the tins in the distance
Smell the flower that we burn, for instance
Hemonie, smoking lemon tree
Rolling cherrypie on that glasstip
shatter up in the sky.
Yea, we elevate it, aint no mind hater
Roll it up, funky feels with the shaw paper
We keep you medicated,
You at the table faded
So much queen im jaded
I know you fuckin hate it
See the birds flock to the nest
Green thumb, top shelf yeah we out west
Shoutout to the sherbinator
with the jaw that are higher than a elevator
Damn so much fuckin flavor
Jet lights, Jet fuel, dab two
yeah, uh
I feel like the man when I roll through
Used to write checks,
Im like man I hope that go through
Now I ride foreign
you aint fresh n I dont know you
Everything new coz I was pulled back in the oldschool
Feelin like im olst too
House on the hill
I've tracked alot of drugs
I get it to pay my bills
I be grind in the hood
our hideout, pretty boy on the screen
but let the nigga find out
Made my first mill at twentyone
Highschool I was a bum
Now fuckin it is done.
I dont care if they go
you got money, give me some
yea give it to spintin my jobs
binzes n benz
All I missin is slippin im on a mission
I used to tell a nigga grow up
now they be like what the fuck is that when I roll up
Now I get a hundredfifty racks when I show up
yeah nigguh, all I gotta do is show up!, huh.
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:09.55] Tell that bitch to leave, I dont really care.
[00:11.42] The diamonds on my wrists strip
[00:13.30] four carats in my air
[00:15.15] Im feelin like a king I dont even have to steer
[00:17.61] This car drive itself 30 mil one year (2015)
[00:20.27] My fam died, not a tear dropped
[00:23.41] forty straps my homie in
[00:24.46] im not goin stop
[00:25.98] Shit we gettin money outta bops tonight
[00:28.59] Flip weed do a bump, (glock)
[00:30.67] Lil mama got ass,
[00:33.40] Dance slow, while she wanna talk cash
[00:36.03] Hardcore hash live fast til I pass
[00:38.31] What it crop, what im gonna few
[00:39.81] Haters gonna laugh shit
[00:42.18] Smoke tough I can never quit
[00:43.90] RolΓ© on my wrist I can never get enough of this
[00:46.65] Pullin on the ham, what they scream loud
[00:48.15] S-fire, today I brought the beamer out
[00:51.75] Turn it up, let the smoke settle
[01:14.65] Blurred lines everywhere, gaspedal
[01:16.99] We'll spin see the tins in the distance
[01:19.52] Smell the flower that we burn, for instance
[01:21.82] Hemonie, smoking lemon tree
[01:23.73] Rolling cherrypie on that glasstip
[01:25.78] shatter up in the sky.
[01:27.23] Yea, we elevate it, aint no mind hater
[01:29.50] Roll it up, funky feels with the shaw paper
[01:32.32] We keep you medicated,
[01:34.03] You at the table faded
[01:34.88] So much queen im jaded
[01:35.97] I know you fuckin hate it
[01:37.25] See the birds flock to the nest
[01:39.79] Green thumb, top shelf yeah we out west
[01:42.13] Shoutout to the sherbinator
[01:45.37] with the jaw that are higher than a elevator
[01:48.36] Damn so much fuckin flavor
[01:50.45] Jet lights, Jet fuel, dab two
[02:12.64] yeah, uh
[02:13.75] I feel like the man when I roll through
[02:15.65] Used to write checks,
[02:16.41] Im like man I hope that go through
[02:18.16] Now I ride foreign
[02:19.07] you aint fresh n I dont know you
[02:20.31] Everything new coz I was pulled back in the oldschool
[02:22.69] Feelin like im olst too
[02:23.96] House on the hill
[02:25.22] I've tracked alot of drugs
[02:26.44] I get it to pay my bills
[02:27.91] I be grind in the hood
[02:29.07] our hideout, pretty boy on the screen
[02:30.59] but let the nigga find out
[02:32.50] Made my first mill at twentyone
[02:34.19] Highschool I was a bum
[02:35.62] Now fuckin it is done.
[02:37.13] I dont care if they go
[02:38.08] you got money, give me some
[02:39.05] yea give it to spintin my jobs
[02:40.54] binzes n benz
[02:41.80] All I missin is slippin im on a mission
[02:43.59] I used to tell a nigga grow up
[02:45.82] now they be like what the fuck is that when I roll up
[02:47.88] Now I get a hundredfifty racks when I show up
[02:50.85] yeah nigguh, all I gotta do is show up!, huh.
[03:11.92]
[00:11.42] The diamonds on my wrists strip
[00:13.30] four carats in my air
[00:15.15] Im feelin like a king I dont even have to steer
[00:17.61] This car drive itself 30 mil one year (2015)
[00:20.27] My fam died, not a tear dropped
[00:23.41] forty straps my homie in
[00:24.46] im not goin stop
[00:25.98] Shit we gettin money outta bops tonight
[00:28.59] Flip weed do a bump, (glock)
[00:30.67] Lil mama got ass,
[00:33.40] Dance slow, while she wanna talk cash
[00:36.03] Hardcore hash live fast til I pass
[00:38.31] What it crop, what im gonna few
[00:39.81] Haters gonna laugh shit
[00:42.18] Smoke tough I can never quit
[00:43.90] RolΓ© on my wrist I can never get enough of this
[00:46.65] Pullin on the ham, what they scream loud
[00:48.15] S-fire, today I brought the beamer out
[00:51.75] Turn it up, let the smoke settle
[01:14.65] Blurred lines everywhere, gaspedal
[01:16.99] We'll spin see the tins in the distance
[01:19.52] Smell the flower that we burn, for instance
[01:21.82] Hemonie, smoking lemon tree
[01:23.73] Rolling cherrypie on that glasstip
[01:25.78] shatter up in the sky.
[01:27.23] Yea, we elevate it, aint no mind hater
[01:29.50] Roll it up, funky feels with the shaw paper
[01:32.32] We keep you medicated,
[01:34.03] You at the table faded
[01:34.88] So much queen im jaded
[01:35.97] I know you fuckin hate it
[01:37.25] See the birds flock to the nest
[01:39.79] Green thumb, top shelf yeah we out west
[01:42.13] Shoutout to the sherbinator
[01:45.37] with the jaw that are higher than a elevator
[01:48.36] Damn so much fuckin flavor
[01:50.45] Jet lights, Jet fuel, dab two
[02:12.64] yeah, uh
[02:13.75] I feel like the man when I roll through
[02:15.65] Used to write checks,
[02:16.41] Im like man I hope that go through
[02:18.16] Now I ride foreign
[02:19.07] you aint fresh n I dont know you
[02:20.31] Everything new coz I was pulled back in the oldschool
[02:22.69] Feelin like im olst too
[02:23.96] House on the hill
[02:25.22] I've tracked alot of drugs
[02:26.44] I get it to pay my bills
[02:27.91] I be grind in the hood
[02:29.07] our hideout, pretty boy on the screen
[02:30.59] but let the nigga find out
[02:32.50] Made my first mill at twentyone
[02:34.19] Highschool I was a bum
[02:35.62] Now fuckin it is done.
[02:37.13] I dont care if they go
[02:38.08] you got money, give me some
[02:39.05] yea give it to spintin my jobs
[02:40.54] binzes n benz
[02:41.80] All I missin is slippin im on a mission
[02:43.59] I used to tell a nigga grow up
[02:45.82] now they be like what the fuck is that when I roll up
[02:47.88] Now I get a hundredfifty racks when I show up
[02:50.85] yeah nigguh, all I gotta do is show up!, huh.
[03:11.92]