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On My Mind
Young Thug Lyrics


Sitting up so high, feel like my nose bleed (my nose bleed)
I left that lil' money in my old jeans
And speaking of alphabets, I know OGs (OGs!)
Offshore accounts, overseas
No tint, so you know it's me
Mind on that money, mind on that money
Money on mind, money on my mind
Money on my mind, money-money on my mind (thugger!)
Mind on that money, nah, mind on that money
Money one mind, money on my mind
(Money on my mine, got the racks on my mind)
Got them racks on me, the long way
Hunnid's on me, they tailing me to throw me
I feel like I'm on moon way long, baby
Take this, take that like they the (?), baby
Me and Quan like Jay and Ye', Watch the Throne, baby
Creepin in that black truck, just like the song say
Hey, and that car was from Malone, baby
She my ex, just like (?), oh I'm gunning real
I told the boy, I got a tip if it's dub seal
You been pussy, I see your whisker, 'bout as long as a seal
She look at me, I look by (?), like a Navy Seal
You cry, swear to God, I'mma try fuck yo kids
Sitting up so high, feel like my nose bleed (my nose bleed)
I left that lil' money in my old jeans
And speaking of alphabets, I know OGs (OGs!)
Offshore accounts, overseas
No tint, so you know it's me
Mind on that money, mind on that money
Money on mind, money on my mind
Money on my mind, money-money on my mind (thugger!)
Mind on that money, nah, mind on that money
Money one mind, money on my mind
(Money on my mine, got the racks on my mind)
Beatin on my chest, just like I'm Willie B
Swiss bank accounts, my lightskin ho look like Alicia Keys
Clean up my cars then bring them out, push button, don't need a key
And like the first Sunday in April, I'm on Easter pink
Double cup better have ice in it, homie heating ice with it
I'm killing these niggas every every song im on, they say homie need a life sentence
And all my hoes tryna' fight bitches
Call a girl a ho, don't dyke bitches
Find your spot in the dark, no night vision
Cuase I'm good as icy, you feel me?
Name two niggas you know who done came up this fast
Play game, bitch and who blew on that hard dropping lil bad
I get dough, nigga, don't get mad
Let me bring it pronto, that's your ass
No (?), no cause you know I drop cash
I'm sitting on the car, got 'em mad cause
Sitting up so high, feel like my nose bleed (my nose bleed)
I left that lil' money in my old jeans
And speaking of alphabets, I know OGs (OGs!)
Offshore accounts, overseas
No tint, so you know it's me
Mind on that money, mind on that money
Money on mind, money on my mind
Money on my mind, money-money on my mind (thugger!)
Mind on that money, nah, mind on that money
Money one mind, money on my mind
(Money on my mine, got the racks on my mind)

Writer(s): Rochad Holiday, Jeffrey William Young, M. Mcclain, Curtis Larson Wilson Iii

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Tanaka Tsoka

Alvin and the Chipmunks snapping in the background 🔥🔥🔥

Louis Sampe Sr.

I hear them kms 😝

Pappa Steph

LMAO

NBA Money

Lol

Lanii Vasquez

LMFAOOOO

Kenshi LeNinjah

Lmfaoooooo I’ll never unhear this

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ɥɐəʎ ɥɐəʎ

honestly that little voice echoing gunna on the chorus makes it that much better

motocross kid

That lil voice makes the song go so much harder 😅

Litchie eze

That's why I love it

Momix The goat

Ong !!

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