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blowin' minds (skateboard) - a$ap mob lyrics

[chorus: chief keef]
all new watch, that b-tch blow minds
when we show up, you know it’s showtime
i don’t skateboard, but i’m on my grind
hundred thousand, all hundreds, it’ll blow a b-tch mind
when i was in the jungle we was blowin’ 9s
just hit a n-gg- b-tch for the second time
and you know i gotta cross the finish line
you can’t stand me b-tch? sit it down

[verse 1: chief keef]
when we in the field, it’s a touchdown
and you know your b-tch is a bustdown
she gon’ turn around and get turnt out
hopped up in a foreign car, then i burnt out

[verse 2: a$ap rocky]
i don’t waste time on the facetime
r.i.p the p-ssy, leave it face down
two best friends at the same time
two best friends at the same time
flava flav clock by my waist line
i find it funny how she blow time
forward lil mama cause she hold it down
nickname her karma ’cause she go around
when she come around, better not f-ck around
write a couple bars, i bet i blow your mind
deadly with the pins, i don’t bowl around
mercedes benz, i roll around
like 80 bands, when i walk around

[chorus: chief keef]
all new watch, that b-tch blow minds
when we show up, you know it’s showtime
i don’t skateboard, but i’m on my grind
hundred thousands, all hundreds, it’ll blow a b-tch mind
when i was in the jungle, we was blowing 9s
just hit a n-gg- b-tch for the second time
and you know i gotta cross the finish line
you can’t stand me b-tch? sit it down

[verse 3: playboi carti]
in the h-llcat, yeah, burning out
let the window down, yeah, air it out
lay a n-gg- down, ooh, lay him down
i’ma hit that bih with a hundred rounds!
all my b-tches bad, and they poking out
pull up with them knots, yeah, i’m ashton now
aston martin coupe, yeah, cashing out
all black rollie, yeah, bust down

[verse 4: a$ap nast & a$ap rocky]
what’s the word?
i just saw your hoe up on the strip and she look thirsty
gave that hoe my number, told her call me up for certain
yeah, i know what’s it’s worth
give that p-ssy up, and if it’s wet, i’ll buy a purse
(i don’t be trickin’) ridin’ in my murc’
seat way back, b-mpin’ new lil uzi vert, aye
diamonds dance like carlton
you can see them through my shirt, aye
flexin’ on these n-gg-s, know they see me and it hurt
(flex, flex, flex, flex, flex)
flexin’ on these n-gg-s, i be with them geeks
but make one phone call, you get hit up
(bow, bow, bow, bow, blatt!)

[chorus: chief keef]
all new watch, that b-tch blow minds
when we show up, you know it’s showtime
i don’t skateboard, but i’m on my grind
hundred thousands, all hundreds, it’ll blow a b-tch mind
when i was in the jungle, we was blowing 9’s
just hit a n-gg- b-tch for the second time
and you know i gotta cross the finish line
you can’t stand me b-tch? sit it down

- aap mob lyrics

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