Blowin’ Minds Lyrics – A$AP Mob
Singer: A$AP Mob
Title: Blowin’ Minds
All new watch, that b#tch blow minds (beep)
When we show up, you know it’s showtime (what?)
I don’t skateboard, but i’m on my grind (beep)
Hundred thousand, all hundreds, it’ll blow a b#tch mind
When i was in the jungle we was blowin’ 9s (straight up)
Just hit a n#gg# b#tch for the second time (straight up)
And you know i gotta cross the finish line (woah, woah, woah)
You can’t stand me b#tch? sit it down (yeah)
When we in the field, it’s a touchdown (gang)
And you know your b#tch is a bustdown (gang)
She gon’ turn around and get turnt out (gang)
Hopped up in a foreign car, then i burnt out (yeah)
I don’t waste time on the facetime (nah)
R.i.p the p#ss#, leave it face down (yeah)
Two best friends at the same time (woo, woo)
Two best friends at the same time (woo, woo)
Flava flav clock by my waist line (tik, tok)
I find it funny how she blow time (tik, tok)
Forward lil’ mama cause she hold it down (shh, quiet)
Nickname her karma ’cause she go around (that’s right)
When she come around, better not f#ck around (mhmm)
Write a couple bars, i bet i blow your mind
Deadly with the pins, i don’t bowl around (woo)
Mercedes benz, i roll around (woo)
Like 80 bands, when i walk around (yeah)
All new watch, that b#tch blow minds (beep)
When we show up, you know it’s showtime (what?)
I don’t skateboard, but i’m on my grind (beep)
Hundred thousand, all hundreds, it’ll blow a b#tch mind
When i was in the jungle we was blowin’ 9s (straight up)
Just hit a n#gg# b#tch for the second time (straight up)
And you know i gotta cross the finish line (what?)
You can’t stand me b#tch? sit it down
In the hellcat, yeah, burning out (ooh, ooh)
Let the window down, yeah, air it out (ooh, what?)
Lay a n#gg# down, ooh, lay him down (ooh, what?)
I’ma hit that b#tch, with a hundred rounds (ooh, ooh)
All my b#tches bad, and they poking out (ooh, bad)
Pull up with them knots, yeah, i’m ashin’ out (ooh, cash)
Aston martin coupe, yeah, cashing out (ooh, ooh)
All black rollie, yeah, bust down (ooh, what?)
All new watch, that b#tch blow minds (beep)
When we show up, you know it’s showtime (what?)
I don’t skateboard, but i’m on my grind (beep)
Hundred thousands, all hundreds, it’ll blow a b#tch mind
Grab the fanta, codeine time
Sippin’ ’til i’m out my mind
Out of state, out of mind
Turn a b#tch to a dyke
Threesomes all night
Shinin’ like a break light
Kill ’em at the red light
Creepy like a highlight
Higher than a plane flight
All new watch, that b#tch blow minds (beep)
When we show up, you know it’s showtime (what?)
I don’t skateboard, but i’m on my grind (beep)
Hundred thousands, all hundreds, it’ll blow a b#tch mind
When i was in the jungle we was blowin’ 9s (straight up)
Just hit a n#gg# b#tch for the second time (straight up)
And you know i gotta cross the finish line (what?)
You can’t stand me b#tch? sit it down
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