lirik lagu “no mind” – doughboy d
“they be like where you at dough? still in the trap bih
i’m just trappin’ till i get this deal
i don’t know when it’s gone come but i know it’s coming”
(hook)
n*gga know that i’m turnt up, i ain’t got no mind lil b*tch my sh*t burnt up
i got lean in the double cup with two glocks on my side on probation don’t give a f*ck
if you mug me know imma bust, i’m in love with this street sh*t this ain’t no f*ckin’ l*st
if you try me you know its up, 50 cal bullets boy don’t get ya (fifty, fitted?) bust
superman no cape sh*t, yeah i ride with them choppas you know i’m gone spray sh*t
broad day (gone, done?) face sh*t, ain’t no cap in my rap cus i ain’t with the fake sh*t
i don’t know why you hate b*tch, i just get to the money trap 24/8 b*tch
and my trap goin ape sh*t, and i’m sellin’ whole bricks sh*t look like some cake mix
(verse)
i was 14 when i copped my first bow n*gga h*ll yeah i was posted inna rey
i was 16 with a baby k, i had hit a kick doe with my fat cousin j (free j!)
s**** got 15 hate he locked up man i miss my n*gga to this day
i ain’t want wanna play basketball not football n*gga so my cousin taught me how to cook da yay
so i turnt up i’m a trap n*gga, now im up in the booth i’m a rap n*gga, and i don’t like to argue i slap n*ggas
rob you for my money if i hit a cr*p n*gga. and i got that drake in my lap n*gga
f*ck around and you gone make me snap n*gga, and i don’t like to shoot i just stamp n*ggas
and my og’s out the camp n*gga. tryna put the fam on with this rap sh*t
don’t nothing come good with this trap sh*t, but until then i’m hoping these packs hit, and these
x pills i’m buying off blacklist
and i keep my a throw away ratchet, got no heart like i’m 21 savage
and i mix the good dope with the bad sh*t, f*ck your white girl cus mines a bad b*tch, (n*gga)
(hook)
n*gga know that i’m turnt up, i ain’t got no mind lil b*tch my sh*t burnt up
i got lean in the double cup with two glocks on my side on probation don’t give a f*ck
if you mug me know imma bust, i’m in love with this street sh*t this ain’t no f*ckin’ l*st
if you try me you know its up, 50 cal bullets boy dont get ya (fifty, fitted?) bust
superman no cape sh*t, yeah i ride with them choppas you know imma spray sh*t
broad day (gone, done?) face sh*t, ain’t no cap in my rap cus i ain’t with the fake sh*t
i don’t know why you hate b*tch, i just get to the money trap 24/8 b*tch
and my trap goin ape sh*t, and i’m sellin’ whole bricks sh*t look like some cake mix
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