Lyrics to No Mind
(Beezo need cash only, you dig?)
Cut it up, had it cut it up
(OG Parker)
I had to cut it up
(Oh Lord, jetson made another one)
Them young boys got no mind (Yeah)
That wide body too wide
I'm focused when I drive
I think 'bout it all the time
'Cause if me and the opps collide
That .45 by my side
The hoe ain't got no feelings, she tryna slime me out
She posing like she got some money, bitch, I know you broke (Broke)
Lost brothers so ain't nothin' funny, I can't sugar coat
Put switches on a couple Glocks just like a disk remote
I know lil' baby, she a thot, she tryna fuck the bro (Bro)
Got a fish rod for lil' broski, tryna reel 'em in
I got a plan B for lil shawty, she can't keep the kid (No)
I got a yerky for my brother, he love poppin' 10
You hate a hoe, might beat a hoe, but you can't hate the pimp (Pimp)
You cuffed the hoe, I fucked the hoe, fuck the relationship (Yeah)
I whipped the bowl up on the stove, didn't need no other mix (Other mix)
You worried 'bout me, I'm gettin' some money
You on some hatin' shit
You posing with guns like you really spinnin', lil' nigga, we'll take it
That check came in and it right on time
I send that boy a check and tell him go, you dying
I buyin' and selling it higher
Uh, bitch fine
So fine, she from across the water, she all mine
Girl, that pussy all ready to go (Yeah-yeah)
I'm on top of this shit like a boat (Yeah-yeah)
I was robbin' and kicking in doors (Yeah-yeah)
Told lil' bro I'm switching my flow
Got a switch on the Glock like remote
If your love isn't real, let me go
I ain't buyin' her shit anymore
She don't deserve to be lit anymore
Put my momma on the top of the hill, 'cause I won in that city for real
On probation, I can't keep my steel
I don't want to be murdered or killed
100 rounds on the bottom of that gun, I'm sending shots at the whip
100 rounds on the back of that drum, when I shoot at somebody I spill
When I shoot at somebody, got sent to the Lord but I know that God forgive
And I got some brothers who sittin' behind bars, I know that they want to appeal
And I got some pain inside of my body, can't drop no tears
And I've seen junkies make 20, get herpes still
Them young boys got no mind (Yeah)
That wide body too wide
I'm focused when I drive
I think 'bout it all the time
'Cause if me and the opps collide
That .45 by my side
The hoe ain't got no feelings, she tryna slime me out
She posing like she got some money, bitch, I know you broke (Broke)
Lost brothers so ain't nothin' funny, I can't sugar coat
Put switches on a couple Glocks just like a disk remote
I know lil' baby, she a thot, she tryna fuck the bro
You posin' like you got some money, bitch I know you broke
Cut it up, had it cut it up
(OG Parker)
I had to cut it up
(Oh Lord, jetson made another one)
Them young boys got no mind (Yeah)
That wide body too wide
I'm focused when I drive
I think 'bout it all the time
'Cause if me and the opps collide
That .45 by my side
The hoe ain't got no feelings, she tryna slime me out
She posing like she got some money, bitch, I know you broke (Broke)
Lost brothers so ain't nothin' funny, I can't sugar coat
Put switches on a couple Glocks just like a disk remote
I know lil' baby, she a thot, she tryna fuck the bro (Bro)
Got a fish rod for lil' broski, tryna reel 'em in
I got a plan B for lil shawty, she can't keep the kid (No)
I got a yerky for my brother, he love poppin' 10
You hate a hoe, might beat a hoe, but you can't hate the pimp (Pimp)
You cuffed the hoe, I fucked the hoe, fuck the relationship (Yeah)
I whipped the bowl up on the stove, didn't need no other mix (Other mix)
You worried 'bout me, I'm gettin' some money
You on some hatin' shit
You posing with guns like you really spinnin', lil' nigga, we'll take it
That check came in and it right on time
I send that boy a check and tell him go, you dying
I buyin' and selling it higher
Uh, bitch fine
So fine, she from across the water, she all mine
Girl, that pussy all ready to go (Yeah-yeah)
I'm on top of this shit like a boat (Yeah-yeah)
I was robbin' and kicking in doors (Yeah-yeah)
Told lil' bro I'm switching my flow
Got a switch on the Glock like remote
If your love isn't real, let me go
I ain't buyin' her shit anymore
She don't deserve to be lit anymore
Put my momma on the top of the hill, 'cause I won in that city for real
On probation, I can't keep my steel
I don't want to be murdered or killed
100 rounds on the bottom of that gun, I'm sending shots at the whip
100 rounds on the back of that drum, when I shoot at somebody I spill
When I shoot at somebody, got sent to the Lord but I know that God forgive
And I got some brothers who sittin' behind bars, I know that they want to appeal
And I got some pain inside of my body, can't drop no tears
And I've seen junkies make 20, get herpes still
Them young boys got no mind (Yeah)
That wide body too wide
I'm focused when I drive
I think 'bout it all the time
'Cause if me and the opps collide
That .45 by my side
The hoe ain't got no feelings, she tryna slime me out
She posing like she got some money, bitch, I know you broke (Broke)
Lost brothers so ain't nothin' funny, I can't sugar coat
Put switches on a couple Glocks just like a disk remote
I know lil' baby, she a thot, she tryna fuck the bro
You posin' like you got some money, bitch I know you broke
