Mind Playin Games Lyrics

(Toxic SBC)

Now what the fuck?!

These niggas fucking thing i'm a game

Hop on Telegram nigga and just search up my name

Mr.Telebands getter bitch I get that shit banked

I'm a fucking phone switcher, 'Cause I got my shit traced

It's 5AM in the morning

And I'm out

With my niggas

Everyday

Get the wood

Stuff my face

Hit the store

Get some lays!

All my niggas they winnin'

(Hollon)

All my money, it's spendin'

Call GNF my people gone finish

I'm taxing these folks like a GTA mission

Like a GTA mission

We raising the friction

In love with the cookie

That shit my addiction

That shit my addiction I fit the description

Don't play with my love 'cause this shit can get different

This shit can get different

I'm keeping my distance I stay by my lonely it help me with business

Smoking exotic im losing my vision

But the shit help my pain so fuck it im chillin'

Get the bag roll up

I'm chiefing the gas I get more stuck

He get hit like a basketball

Float up

Pockets full like a bag full of soda

Aye fuck that bih aye

Aye fuck that hoe huh?

Aye fuck that bih aye

Can't fuck that hoe nah

Now why the fuck do I got all this money

And I still feel empty

Man this shit kinda funny

Be in my bed sad as fuck

Then when I'm mad, I just don't give no fuck

I treat my close ones like strangers

And treat them strangers like some ducks

I know that shit bad

But a change is the only that I wanna have

And I want that shit bad

And I hate making the only ones I love sad

I'm chasing a big bag

Who you bank with? Finna get that shit snagged

I blow out a big bag, I'm now a delinquent from smoking all this gas...