ON MY MIND VALENTINE - Thouxanbanfauni

You Tripi, baby

Better off dead, nigga

Baby, you on my mind, got me goin' in blind

Real hard to get in contact with, gotta stay on that grind

I was thinkin' 'bout you all day, yeah, yeah, yeah

I was thinkin' 'bout you all day, yeah, yeah, yeah

Out of my league, too fine, got a nigga bein' real kind

Spendin' my money and time, let’s get lost and age like wine

I was thinkin' 'bout you all day, yeah, yeah, yeah

I was thinkin' 'bout you all day, yeah, yeah, yeah

We could be cool, but my instincts feel you might fold

Got a better chance walkin' in with a blindfold

Young nigga just too hardheaded, don’t do shit I’m told

Why the fuck you so uptight, bitch?

Can’t even take a joke

Gon' have to get her act right, stroke, stroke, stroke

And the coupe, let’s take a stroll

Let’s talk about your goals

Baby, just play your part

Baby, just play your role

Sneakin' in a show, and conceal my pole

Run up, get that roll

Ain’t no mercy, I don’t troll

Got old money, got old bread, yeah, that shit like mold

Know I’m 'bout my roll

Stars in the roof in the Rolls

That’s just how I roll, that’s just how I roll

Baby, you on my mind, got me goin' in blind

Real hard to get in contact with, gotta stay on that grind

I was thinkin' 'bout you all day, yeah, yeah, yeah

I was thinkin' 'bout you all day, yeah, yeah, yeah

Out of my league, too fine, got a nigga bein' real kind

Spendin' my money and time, let’s get lost and age like wine

I was thinkin' 'bout you all day, yeah, yeah, yeah

I was thinkin' 'bout you all day, yeah, yeah, yeah

That’s my lil' shawty, that’s my doll, I could bang with her

get cash mail, none of you niggas can interfere

Bitches call me weird but in they belly, know I’m sincere

Chandelier all in my ears, boy, I can’t even hear

Saint Nick, baggin' all these hoes, call me John Deer

Two Becky’s, I’m with two Bonnie’s, hop out Brittney Spears

Hella zooted, I be dummy booted, I can’t even steer

How I’m seein' double off the shits, at least my vision clear

I’ma double the money up then I’ma flip it

Ain’t pick up the phone so she think I’m with bitches

Say you gotta live for me, go 'head and pitch in

Talkin' 'bout smoke, okay, cool, I’ma Bic' it

Boys in the hood, most these niggas like Ricky

I keep that Glizzy, that Glizzy, that Glizzy

He look lit on the grind but shows only quick

'Cause these niggas be cappin', can’t even sell tickets

Baby, you on my mind, got me goin' in blind

Real hard to get in contact with, gotta stay on that grind

I was thinkin' 'bout you all day, yeah, yeah, yeah

I was thinkin' 'bout you all day, yeah, yeah, yeah

Out of my league, too fine, got a nigga bein' real kind

Spendin' my money and time, let’s get lost and age like wine

I was thinkin' 'bout you all day, yeah, yeah, yeah

I was thinkin' 'bout you all day, yeah, yeah, yeah