No Mind Lyrics

(Slimee)

Gang (Slimee-Slimee)

Aye, Grrahh, Grrahh (Rrahh-rrahh, Bow)

Bow (Bow-Bow)

Finatic (Im So Slimee)

Gang

Gang-gang-gang (Rrahh-rrahh)

Bitch, i'm finna' lose my fuckin' mind

Leave him incorrect, X' him out, call that boy "decline"

I'm a different category, boy you not my type of kind

Bro' a volunteer, he done helped that boy get sent to god

I let shawty know upfront, "girl i'm tryna get behind"

Draw the led clip, we gon' sketch that boy, leave him designed

If he hidin', we gon seek for him, leave him hard to find

Guns double clappin' at you, now i'm makin' shit combine

And, i'm shootin' two .9s

Leave that boy with 18 problems

Have them askin', "Y' we X' him out? Cuz' we be solvin' problems

Shots get him popped, leave him moist, that's a fuckin condom

Probably drop his top, when I step, leave him on the bottom

Leave a nigga under me cuz' i'm really over em'

Brodie pop a erc; now he high, tryna lower him

He said "shit on sight", like display so now we showin' em

I'm passin' out smoke, let it steam, now it's chokin' him

Pull up to ya door, deliver bullets, since you makin' orders

Bro' leaped off the porch, he got a pipe and jumped inside that water

I went deep inside and her shit soft, she told me "do it harder"

Line a nigga up, give his ass a trim, fuck a barber

Put him on the news with a mag, leave that boy reported

We gon' take his life, fuck up his system, leave him unsupportive

I'ma let the drum kick with bass, call that shit distortion

Bullets make a mess, let em' pile, they gon' get him sorted

We gon' take him out America, get his ass deported

He a baby, if he cum this way? Then he gon' get aborted

Bitch, I let it flash with the lens, leavin' shit recorded

Said "lets play some ball", so I threw bullets and he fuckin' caught em'

Gang, Bitch (Bow-Bow)