Mindf*ck lyrics

by

OG Maco


[Verse 1: Da$H]
Reputation like Saddam, bet that I'm complex
Get in your head like the Quran
b*tch on my arm, next to perfect
Want it all, what you did to deserve it
Thought you was deep but ain't scratching the surface
Gun clip look like a broken rib
Show respect when talking to the kid
Anything other and we removing lips
Moving mid back before you ever had a blunt tuck
Say I'm breath taking like a gut punch
Here to show you who's who and what's what
I put my bet in and I doubled that
Double back like a n*gga forgot something
Not fronting, back up my team
We had the block jumping
Turned a seven into a half before I copped onions
True still, before crack, I was moving them blue pills
Had ya b*tches rolling off Red Dragons like Drew Hill
Who you thought, the walking corpse up in that Lauren Sport
I seen a opp, and had the strap, so you was sure we fought
Bosses taught me better
I'm down to cause a Holocaust if it's involving cheddar
I heard you said you riding, pus*y, hurry up and get in
Yeah, I'm just waiting for these drugs to set in
So you can take a ride with me
Ask my b*tch would she die with me
You know, thought provoking, always smoking
Outspoken, young and f*cking bugging
Jump him 'til he turn to pumpkin
Never bluffing, I'm the best and their ain't no discussion
Motherf*cker, it's Dolla
[Hook: J.I.D]
Ok you gotta watch the guys, hold your left and right
[?] might be why I do sh*t
You know I keep the .45 [?]
[?] get your ass 'fore I do that
And I ain't into wastin' time, why you wastin' time?
Unless a n*gga take your life, so you takin' mine
And really if you wanna try, then a n*gga might
Dome shot [?]

[Verse 2: J.I.D]
I've been sittin' on my hands
Havin' the world at my feet
One foot in your ass
While the other straddle the street
Saddle my steed like it's 1873
But I got a weapon with me
And I'm ready to eat
Metal to meat to settle the beef
You got a vendetta with me?
n*ggas get dragged like Edelman in a Cover 3
I'm on your b*tch ass
Beretta hit him, he fell asleep
You such a sick ass
I did it n*gga, you tellin' me
Intelligently though
So for the bills we might
Better check your bro
We in a field if I recollect
Correct, with hella debt and neck to neck
Better yet, get a Tec for disrespect
Ready set go, steady and slow, let it explode
Eyes on the road
They lookin for n*ggas like me and you
They scared of the future scared of what we could do
I jumped off the stoop at 4' 2"
sh*t I jumped off the roof with those dudes
Mama asked "If they did it what you gon' do?"
Drop with a parachute
Gotta get the guap keep the pots full of callaloo
I'm gon' shine but what's lights to a caribou
Got my nine while your n*ggas been backstabbing you
I'mma skedaddle watch your life crackle
You a chip in the gravel
I done added up every atom and assessed the compatibles
Manifested the antidote
And the flow that can catapult me up of Atlanta
Po' a fo' in my fanta, please excuse my manners
Crack a smile for the camera, tie my bandana up
Swag my stance a little, sag my pants a little
Just take a trip to my city it's a landfill
And even on camera you can get hit with the handheld
Dropped at a standstill
Left that man ill
[Hook: J.I.D]
Ok you gotta watch the guys, hold your left and right
[?] might be why I do sh*t
You know I keep the .45 [?]
[?] get your ass 'fore I do that
And I ain't into wastin' time, why you wastin' time?
Unless a n*gga take your life, so you takin' mine
And really if you wanna try, then a n*gga might
Dome shot [?]
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