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Big Sean

"Blowin' Minds (Skateboard)"

[Intro: A$AP Rocky]
That sh*t blowin' off
I'ma come clean

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
All new watch, that b*tch blow minds
When we show up, you know it's showtime
I don't skateboard, but I'm on my grind
Hundred thousand, all hundreds, it'll blow a b*tch mind

[Post-Chorus: Chief Keef]
When I was in the jungle we was blowin' 9s
Just hit a n*gga b*tch for the second time
And you know I gotta cross the finish line
You can't stand me b*tch? Sit it down

[Verse 1: Chief Keef]
When we in the field, it's a touchdown
And you know your b*tch is a bustdown
She gon' turn around and get turnt out
Hopped up in a foreign car, then I burnt out

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
I don't waste time on the FaceTime
R.I.P the pus*y, leave it face down
Two best friends at the same time
Two best friends at the same time
Flava Flav clock by my waist line
I find it funny how she blow time
Forward lil mama cause she hold it down
Nickname her Karma 'cause she go around
When she come around, better not f*ck around
Write a couple bars, I bet I blow your mind
Deadly with the pins, I don't bowl around
Mercedes Benz, I roll around
Like 80 bands, when I walk around

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
All new watch, that b*tch blow minds
When we show up, you know it's showtime
I don't skateboard, but I'm on my grind
Hundred thousands, all hundreds, it'll blow a b*tch mind

[Post-Chorus: Chief Keef]
When I was in the jungle, we was blowing 9s
Just hit a n*gga b*tch for the second time
And you know I gotta cross the finish line
You can't stand me b*tch? Sit it down

[Verse 3: Playboi Carti]
In the Hellcat, yeah, burning out
Let the window down, yeah, air it out
Lay a n*gga down, ooh, lay him down
I'ma hit that bih with a hundred rounds!
All my b*tches bad, and they poking out
Pull up with them knots, yeah, I'm ashin' out
Aston Martin coupe, yeah, cashing out
All black Rollie, yeah, bust down

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
All new watch, that b*tch blow minds
When we show up, you know it's showtime
I don't skateboard, but I'm on my grind
Hundred thousands, all hundreds, it'll blow a b*tch mind

[Verse 4: A$AP Nast & A$AP Rocky]
What’s the word?
I just saw your hoe up on the strip and she look thirsty
Gave that hoe my number, told her call me up for certain
Yeah, I know what’s it’s worth
Give that pus*y up, and if it’s wet, I’ll buy a purse
(I don’t be trickin') Ridin' in my Murc'
Seat way back, bumpin' new Lil Uzi Vert, aye
Diamonds dance like Carlton
You can see them through my shirt, aye
Flexin’ on these n*ggas, know they see me and it hurt
(Flex, flex, flex, flex, flex)
Flexin’ on these n*ggas, I be with them geeks
But make one phone call, you get hit up
(Bow, bow, bow, bow, blatt!)

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
All new watch, that b*tch blow minds
When we show up, you know it's showtime
I don't skateboard, but I'm on my grind
Hundred thousands, all hundreds, it'll blow a b*tch mind

[Post-Chorus: Chief Keef]
When I was in the jungle, we was blowing 9's
Just hit a n*gga b*tch for the second time
And you know I gotta cross the finish line
You can't stand me b*tch? Sit it down

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