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Lost My Mind Video (MV)




Performed By: WopDaDon
Language: English
Length: 2:22
Written by: Da Don
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WopDaDon - Lost My Mind Lyrics




Popping shit off in the blow like a landmine, Talk my shit on the beat every time
Wanking out lost my f*cking mind, I know I rap still front line
Nigga be killin me talking bout they sliding, Whole time pussi jus thugging online
Shit I'm havin on me right now in the booth, Ain't made none of this shit in a lifetime

Big ass Glock on my waist line, Come off the hip give his tape a design
Throwing bullets at niggas like the combine, F*ck a cosign bet I still shine
Post on the block like a defensive line, good rapping ah nigga lost his best friend
Went str8 in the booth he ain't even go slide, kno you a ho can't go from the rhyme

Get bad let me by the door I'm smacking out the window
Push up on your hoe give it D like the clippers , My plug flooding bows like Katrina
Watch the dope fein play with that white Justin bebier
Spinning on your shit like we working to cleaner, Cheaper to keep I'm still gonna leave

Get took out the game reaching I'm a teacher, F*ck around and get shot know I'm overthinker
Wanna keep yo hoe around you better not bring, I G hoe from the Yami liking my demeanor
Trap nigga I'll take a bow for a feature, RP 10 in your hoe going deep
Don't think I'ma make it I'm patiently waiting, I'm finna make most of these niggas believers

40 shots in the Glock this a crist vet , Won't switch up my nigga for nothing in the world
But the Glock I might just switch det, This a ARp like I don't know my alphabet
Relapse off the drank forgot where I'm at, How you rocking designer and the shit match Marni t-shirt denim tear pants , Constantly dripping on emmixmatch

How the f*ck u trapped you had your bow for a whole month
Still ain't knocked down that pack,broke boy just biting on the black
Iike I fw thirt ball we knock shit back, Finna put rocks where my wrist at
You ain't tryna kill shooting where the bricks at, I ain't even 20 feel like a vet

Clean up crew coming out the roof when we hit your block tryna make a mess
Told the hoe Percocet make perfect sex, Popping shit off in the blow like a landmine
Talm my shit on the beat that time, Wanking out lock my f*cking mind
I know I rap still frontline, Niggas be killing me talking bout they sliding

Whole town pussy just thugging online, Shitim havin on me right now in the booth
He ain't made none of this shit in a lifetime, Regular day popping shit for no reason
Ain't got no advance trap gave me a reason, I ain't capping so I really do rap shit easy
Had a bad ho eatin my dick like she teeth, Gucci pajama bottom just sleeping

Smoke the opp back2back shi f*ck my breathing, Been around strikers just me and Lil Peezy
Alright bitch that's ain't shit, Leave your car on me, can't get that hoe back
We been around RT tryna scope for a scat, u mus got a 4-5 racks to get that hoe back
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English

Popping shit off in the blow like a landmine, Talk my shit on the beat every time
Wanking out lost my f*cking mind, I know I rap still front line
Nigga be killin me talking bout they sliding, Whole time pussi jus thugging online
Shit I'm havin on me right now in the booth, Ain't made none of this shit in a lifetime

Big ass Glock on my waist line, Come off the hip give his tape a design
Throwing bullets at niggas like the combine, F*ck a cosign bet I still shine
Post on the block like a defensive line, good rapping ah nigga lost his best friend
Went str8 in the booth he ain't even go slide, kno you a ho can't go from the rhyme

Get bad let me by the door I'm smacking out the window
Push up on your hoe give it D like the clippers , My plug flooding bows like Katrina
Watch the dope fein play with that white Justin bebier
Spinning on your shit like we working to cleaner, Cheaper to keep I'm still gonna leave

Get took out the game reaching I'm a teacher, F*ck around and get shot know I'm overthinker
Wanna keep yo hoe around you better not bring, I G hoe from the Yami liking my demeanor
Trap nigga I'll take a bow for a feature, RP 10 in your hoe going deep
Don't think I'ma make it I'm patiently waiting, I'm finna make most of these niggas believers

40 shots in the Glock this a crist vet , Won't switch up my nigga for nothing in the world
But the Glock I might just switch det, This a ARp like I don't know my alphabet
Relapse off the drank forgot where I'm at, How you rocking designer and the shit match Marni t-shirt denim tear pants , Constantly dripping on emmixmatch

How the f*ck u trapped you had your bow for a whole month
Still ain't knocked down that pack,broke boy just biting on the black
Iike I fw thirt ball we knock shit back, Finna put rocks where my wrist at
You ain't tryna kill shooting where the bricks at, I ain't even 20 feel like a vet

Clean up crew coming out the roof when we hit your block tryna make a mess
Told the hoe Percocet make perfect sex, Popping shit off in the blow like a landmine
Talm my shit on the beat that time, Wanking out lock my f*cking mind
I know I rap still frontline, Niggas be killing me talking bout they sliding

Whole town pussy just thugging online, Shitim havin on me right now in the booth
He ain't made none of this shit in a lifetime, Regular day popping shit for no reason
Ain't got no advance trap gave me a reason, I ain't capping so I really do rap shit easy
Had a bad ho eatin my dick like she teeth, Gucci pajama bottom just sleeping

Smoke the opp back2back shi f*ck my breathing, Been around strikers just me and Lil Peezy
Alright bitch that's ain't shit, Leave your car on me, can't get that hoe back
We been around RT tryna scope for a scat, u mus got a 4-5 racks to get that hoe back
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Writer: Da Don
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