Mine On It - Baby Money Lyrics

Mine On It Lyrics[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah (Bang that shit)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Bitch, you know Antt did the beat)
Ayy

[Chorus]
Yeah, the plug showed me love, but I put mine on it (I put mine on it)
A thousand for a shirt, ain't got a sign on it (That bitch plain)
If she tell you I ain't fuck, boy, she lied on me (That bitch cap)
Heatseeker on the chop, you can't hide from him (Yeah)
The shit that made him laugh, he died from it (Now he dead)
A nigga make me mad, it's five on him
Yeah, the killers love me, they'll drop your ass for five hundred (Oh, that's facts)
But I'm a boss, I go'n ahead and put a dimе on him (Put him on)
[Verse 1]
Yeah, bust a brick in your face, you see the shinе on it
The loudest nigga in the room got the quiet money
Quarter million on in ice with that fire on me
Couldn't ride with us, now them niggas sayin' they ridin' on me
Yeah, my life good, we'll cop it if the price good
I put a chain on my Draco, call that Icewood
I put Chanel on my freaks, that's a light jugg
These hoes tryna have a threesome, told 'em fight for it
That's your mans, you gon' die with him
Her main nigga her side nigga
I perform, I get 8K for five minutes
I'm in a foreign, it do two hundred in five seconds
I'm tryna fuck her in the car, I told her drive naked

[Chorus]
Yeah, the plug showed me love, but I put mine on it (I put mine on it)
A thousand for a shirt, ain't got a sign on it (That bitch plain)
If she tell you I ain't fuck, boy, she lied on me (That bitch cap)
Heatseeker on the chop, you can't hide from him (Yeah)
The shit that made him laugh, he died from it (Now he dead)
A nigga make me mad, it's five on him
Yeah, the killers love me, they'll drop your ass for five hundred (Oh, that's facts)
But I'm a boss, I go'n ahead and put a dime on him (Put him on)

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I know the snowman, I'm a 'bow man
A hundred pounds with no man, move with no hands
I'm blackhearted, break her heart, don't feel no pain
I put a bag on the eight and call it Rocaine
Yeah, I put some gas on the block and call it propane
Bitch, you wanna make some money? What's your whole name?
You ever been to West V? Drive the whole day
How the fuck you tryna beef, you ain't got no pape'?
It's crazy [?][1:35] turned me to a felon
My mama said, "Stop sippin', boy, you got a belly"
Body on my left wrist, this nigga got a skelly
I ain't never seen a president rock a presi', easy money
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Yeah, the plug showed me love, but I put mine on it (I put mine on it)
A thousand for a shirt, ain't got a sign on it (That bitch plain)
If she tell you I ain't fuck, boy, she lied on me (That bitch cap)
Heatseeker on the chop, you can't hide from him (Yeah)
The shit that made him laugh, he died from it (Now he dead)
A nigga make me mad, it's five on him
Yeah, the killers love me, they'll drop your ass for five hundred (Oh, that's facts)
But I'm a boss, I go'n ahead and put a dime on him (Put him on)

[Outro]
(Beatgang)