SIMBA - My Mind 2 Lyrics

Me, this bitch fell in love less than a week
Put our love all on my back, this shit ain't nothing for the weak
Bitch, I'm bringing pack home, they like Samba, boy, you reek
Gotta sit these boys down
Gotta show them how I teach
For the first thing, bitch, it's money
Gotta stack up til you rich
And the second thing you need, nigga
It's a bad bitch
I put VVs on my wrist
She wondering why I'm not hitting back on my grind
Got a white bitch smoking weed
The other bitch, she doing lines
Had to kick her off the roster
Told that bitch, she can't re-sign
I been smoking so much weed, bitch I'm tryna get you off my mind
This money, bitch, is mine
Designer, bitch, is mine
(I've been smoking hella weed bitch I'm Tryna)
Get you off my mind
I been smoking hella weed, bitch
I'm tryna get you off my
I been smoking hella weed, bitch
I'm tryna get you off my mind
Bitch, it's 6 a.m. already geeking in the studio
Member' coming back from work, I'm already up in the studio
Bitch, I smoke weed
(Cool)
So you wanna do your own thing
(Cool)
Cause bitch, I'm going M.I.A
Bitch, I'm going M.I.A. to all the hunnids I'm talking hunnid, fiftys
I'm talking fifteen hunnids
I want that bitch, she pretty
Now she doing her thing in the summer
I want that brand new Bentley
Poppa told me can't f*ck with no Henley
Do I got dope, plenty
Do I got hoes, plenty
Do I got money, plenty
How bout' new fashion, plenty
I've been smoking so much weed, bitch
I'm tryna get you off my mind
I been smoking so much weed bitch I'm tryna get you off my,
I been smoking so much weed, bitch I'm tryna get you off my mind
Off my mind,
I been smoking so much weed, bitch
I'm tryna get you off my..