Teezy Dinero - Respect My Mind (feat. FilthyBands)

Yeah
Teezy
Aye
Keep yo' weapon tight
Make sure you steppin' right
Keep yo weapon tight

Respect my mind nigga
I keep that weapon tight
Better keep yo' pistol on yo' hip
Make sure you steppin' right
Keep my head on a swivel
Clutch my pistol that's like every night
Ain't thinkin' wit' my dick
Can't set me up tryna put it in my life
Better be 'bout yo' business nigga
Something like a suit & tie
Ima keep it g wit' you baby, no i can never lie
Niggas be playin' games 'til we spin the bend, send 'em to the sky
My nigga tryna run it up i gave him a piece of the pie

I'm duckin' off in rental cars
Might catch me spinnin' in a Benz
Been catchin' plays swervin' in traffic
I been gettin' dividends
Lit' teezy he gon' make his ends
Don't want that hoe i hit her friend
Lit' bitch she went and crossed the line
She better stand on what she did
Catch yo' brother and split his wig
No you can't take that back
And if i miss yo' top, i swear my dawg yeah he gon' catch my slack
Don't be mad i ain't text you back
Blame ya mama ya pussy wack
My new lit' bitch she stupid phat
Her bank account got stupid racks

Respect my mind nigga
I keep that weapon tight
Better keep yo' pistol on yo' hip
Make sure you steppin' right
Keep my head on a swivel
Clutch my pistol that's like every night
Ain't thinkin' wit' my dick
Can't set me up tryna put it in my life
Better be 'bout yo' business nigga
Something like a suit & tie
Ima keep it g wit' you baby, no i can never lie
Niggas be playin' games 'til we spin the bend, send 'em to the sky
My nigga tryna run it up i gave him a piece of the pie

Came up outta nowhere
This shit here wasn't easy
Posted up in the bottom
It was Filthy and probably Teezy
Runnin' a train on ya bitch
You better watch ya breezy
Probably duck off at her spot wit' the glock and she tryna feed me
Don't try to run my pockets
Jock 'cause i'm FilthyBands, bitch ya greedy
Nigga got outta character in public
Bitch i left him bleedin'
I'm in the deep end
Last thing a nigga heard was the screamin'
I'm in ya nightmares
I got these niggas scared when they dreamin'
Believe me

Respect my mind nigga
I keep that weapon tight
Better keep yo' pistol on yo' hip
Make sure you steppin' right
Keep my head on a swivel
Clutch my pistol that's like every night
Ain't thinkin' wit' my dick
Can't set me up tryna put it in my life
Better be 'bout yo' business nigga
Something like a suit & tie
Ima keep it g wit' you baby, no i can never lie
Niggas be playin' games 'til we spin the bend, send 'em to the sky
My nigga tryna run it up i gave him a piece of the pie

Written by:
Kwamane Grady, Torrance Ruff

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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