Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Back On Your Mind, artist - Iamsu!.
Date of issue: 10.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Back On Your Mind |
Right back on your mind |
That’s forever no that’s never gonna die |
Right back on your mind, back on your mind |
I stay on my grind |
That’s forever no that’s never gonna die |
I stay on my grind, I stay on my grind |
Back on your mind |
I love the cash and I say that all the time |
I been on my G, since Lil Wayne put out 500 Degreez |
You want a show bro you gonna have to pay me |
Don’t leave the whip until I get my money |
You know that’s all I believe |
We in this bitch I swear to god we won’t leave |
I love my squad love my team |
Don’t love these hoes but I’m in love with the pink |
Sometimes I sit back and think |
Why everybody know me when I walk in the bank |
And this still ain’t a game |
Never scared of you niggas and we still ain’t afraid |
Cause we still run the bay |
They can hate if they want but we don’t care what they say |
Cause I’m |
Yep, got my gang in this bitch |
Stick to the fundamentals that I learned in the Rich |
Oh, and you know Imma shine |
Heart Breakers we be the gang I rep that shit all the time |
Yeah, and I’m bringing it back |
Got bitches getting submissive off the Hennessy Black |
The Picasso of Rap |
Suzy played me this banger and I said it’s a wrap |
Yep, I’m that nigga with juice |
Take her back to the crib that bitch know just what to do |
I’m pulling up out the lot in something missing the roof |
Can’t tell me that it’s impossible I’m living the proof |
I’m keeping them cookies rolling like a michelin do |
BelAire got your bitch getting loose |
Haters saying it ain’t fair now they calling a truce |
On the grind all the time make it do what it do |
Ooh, Skipper |
I threw a party and I’m selling it out |
It ain’t about money then I make her re-route |
You talking rap I’m the best of them out |
My cash is getting straighter, like I measured it out |
I heard your bitch was a dick-pleaser |
I make her knees crumble like bread pieces |
The Uber picking us up, my flow is super deluxe |
Got stupid kicks like I’m chuck |
And I’m fresh off tour with a bitch by the shore |
All the liquor get em poured up |
You smell the weed in my pores |
And I’m fucking all the whores in the party |
And it’s going up |
A rap stars splurgin' off the black card |
Jumped so many hurdles could have been a track star |
Fucking around in my BMW |
With Su and P, with 3 L dubs (Yee!) |