Lyrics Ming Right - Young Thug

Aye my brother said he can phone off
Im like nigga which one nigga got bout got like 5 or 6 of them bitches bro
And he can't even hear fool
Know what I'm talking bout

Got my mind right, now I run through the streets
I might take flight, don't care if it's he or she
I might make it, Mayweather, just like TMT, ya' digg?
And I got Deaf Greg with me
Got my mind right and go got it
Got my mind right and go got it
Got my mind right and go got it
Got my mind right and went got it
Got my mind right and went got it
Got my mind right and went got it
Got my mind right and went got it
Got my mind right, got it

Got my mind right and I swear I went ran up my money
I swear to god man I ride with that tommy I roll out the pound, not an onion
I swear to god man my diamonds they come from New York and yo shit looking sunny
You come with them bad boy that shit better be wrapped up like muhfucking mummy
My brothers on bitches, my brothers on bitches
We catch em and cut them lil bitches
I ride with the semi, my moneys no midget
Got pints in my muhfucking [?]
Got [?] on my plate, and it came cross the border
I locked up the safe but it's not out of order
Bitches they wan' know what's popping, they know that if i pop it they know that she droppin'
Come out a charger like Eddie Hardy, and they know I bang red like a flower
I'm not a christian, I don't go to church, but my front pockets look like a Bible
[?] listening to my rap, I know that I needed one shot like a sniper

Got my mind right, now I run through the streets
I might take flight, don't care if it's he or she
I might make it, Mayweather, just like TMT, ya' digg?
And I got Deaf Greg with me
Got my mind right and go got it
Got my mind right and go got it
Got my mind right and go got it
Got my mind right and went got it
Got my mind right and went got it
Got my mind right and went got it
Got my mind right and went got it
Got my mind right, got it

Go and get it just to say you did it
My brother deaf, but he moving pigeons
Ya' dig what I'mm saying, yeahfreaky dig it
I really wanna meet her no damn ticket
I would love to meet her, I would love to meet her
I would love to feast her, I would love to eat her
I would love to treat her, I would love to trick her
Yeah, all of the above no pistol
This shit is serious, Brian Nichols
She so delirious, now I miss her
I'm slick the bomb like a damn missile
Bubble gum booty delicious
She got a tongue piercing
It's a done mission
I'm on a Dom Pérignon mission
Leave a pussy nigga soul lifted
Geeked out, get my toes pierced
Ri-ribbit like a toad listening
Deep fuckin' up her yo bitch
IPhone, she call list
I got big diamonds in my watch
Newer Flava Flav clock
Be the first nigga cop that drop then pull straight up to the block (scrr scrr)

Got my mind right, now I run through the streets
I might take flight, don't care if it's he or she
I might make it, Mayweather, just like TMT, ya' digg?
And I got Deaf Greg with me
Got my mind right and go got it
Got my mind right and go got it
Got my mind right and go got it
Got my mind right and went got it
Got my mind right and went got it
Got my mind right and went got it
Got my mind right and went got it
Got my mind right, got it