BabyTron - Mind On The Money lyrics

Ayy, JK
Mind on the money, got my mind on the bands
Mind on the Union
I'm in love with busting scams
Bring the kin to the top
 I can't leave my mans
Fuck with me 'cause I'm balling now
 stay up in them stands
Mind on the money, got my mind on the bands
Mind on the Union
I'm in love with busting scams
Bring the kin to the top
I can't leave my mans
Fuck with me 'cause I'm balling now
Stay up in them stands

Sitting down chilling
Praying that his play pop
Ju will blow yo ass like a
Whistle when the play stops
Wet as hell, fit dripping
I'm a walking rain drop two sleeves on me
You got none like a tank top (Bust it up)
What I'm saying is you're broke
And I'm thrusted up
Would put you on but you
Someone I can't trust enough
On yo ass with no cash? Dawg
You really fucking up
Always been the flossing type
Just know I ain't tuckin' none (Hell nah)
Tenth grade, had hoop dreams, I gave it up
(I did)
ShittyBoyz, yeah, I'm the one who made it up
If you get some strips
I advise that you save it up
'Cause when you down with nothing
You can't make it up (Real shit)
I don't take L's, this piece undefeated
If it wasn't cooling on the strap
He'd get overheated
Game sliders ain't on, nah, baby
I ain't cheating
I just stack off the juggs
I know you heard "Scam Season"
(I'm the code)
On the road bright and early
At the crack of dawn you the type to hide
I'm the type to pull up at yo lawn
Bro got a strap
Ready to blow like he just spawned
Time to get them phones so we hit
The road and get 'em gone
And that's my kin from the cold
Can't forget about Jeff
He know about that roll (Huh)
Marshawn locking OT, he in punch mode
Red bottoms on my feet
They ask how I punch those
(Fourteen hundred)

Mind on the money, got my mind on the bands
Mind on the Union
I'm in love with busting scams
Bring the kin to the top
I can't leave my mans
Fuck with me 'cause I'm balling now
Stay up in them stands
Mind on the money, got my mind on the bands
Mind on the Union
I'm in love with busting scams
Bring the kin to the top
I can't leave my mans
Fuck with me 'cause I'm balling now
Stay up in them stands (Bitch)

How you getting money with them
Creases in yo' shoes? Turning one to two
I can show you what them pieces do
American Express, Mastercards
And them Visas too and if I thrust up
Y'all gave me a reason to (Huh)
My young bull rock the PRPs, that's
Japanese denim on and my belt double G's
Blue cheese on me
Tip the waiter at Bahama Breeze
Big B's in the airport, I'm going overseas
(Ayy woo) cutting up, this shit too easy
Punched up a nice joggy fit
To go with these Yeezys
Stuck my hands in the Gucci bag
And now they looking cheesy
In the back with the hoes, yeah
He too sleazy (yeah bro)
Ran it up, ran it up, embosser in the back
(I did) deMarcus Ware in this bitch
The way I get the sack
First nigga to Loub' walk in Lincoln
And that's a fact
You are not smoking dope, dawg
You are blowing Blacks

Mind on the money, got my mind on the bands
Mind on the Union
I'm in love with busting scams
Bring the kin to the top
I can't leave my mans
Fuck with me 'cause I'm balling now
Stay up in them stands
Mind on the money, got my mind on the bands
Mind on the Union
I'm in love with busting scams
Bring the kin to the top
I can't leave my mans
Fuck with me 'cause I'm balling now
Stay up in them stands

Got a white boy with that shit
I'll call him Breaker Jack
Big hammer in these jeans
Turn around and break her back
Crazy how these niggas play it
They gon' probably take her back
Bro shoot like Kobe
Would've thought the '01 Lakers back
(They would) breath hot as hell, boy
My buffs getting foggy
I'ma whoop yo ass after I wipe
The lens with my joggy
Go ahead and try and leap
If you feeling froggy (You cant)
Had her ass down on all fours
She a good doggy (Ayy)
Ha, don't play sleep, bitch, I'm BabyTron
On my head and I'm balling
Like I'm fucking Bron
Donny Bands passing hoes to
The team like batons brandon keep that heat
You would've thought that nigga was Hassan
(Bitch) turn arounds, turn arounds
I'm still hitting 'em
Blue strips, pink fifties
I'm still getting 'em
Balmain jeans tight as hell
It's hard to fit in 'em
Dee equip the beam on the strap
So ain't no missing 'em (yeah, dee)

Mind on the money, got my mind on the bands
Mind on the Union
I'm in love with busting scams
Bring the kin to the top
I can't leave my mans
Fuck with me 'cause I'm balling now
Stay up in them stands (Ayy, JK)
Mind on the money, got my mind on the bands
Mind on the Union
I'm in love with busting scams
Bring the kin to the top
I can't leave my mans
Fuck with me 'cause I'm balling now
Stay up in them stands