Keem61 - Off My Mind Lyrics

Dumb shit, yea I think everyday
Wrong guess if you think Ima play
Head weak, and she think ima stay
Move tact when I
Move tact when I'm on that one way
61 that's the block that I claim
Asking questions tryna dig in my brain
She don't know I'm a lil insane
Don't talk, but my face say it all
Made 10 so I think ima ball
Paranoid from the knocks on the door
I was waiting on work like a nigga on call
But you know that Keem go get it
G Star wit a tilt on my fitted
Ain't try but she gave me the digits
Like 2 weeks man I bet ima hit it
Like she wanna party
Drinks on me
Moving my head tryna rock with the beat
Tapping her hips like I think she wanna dance
She like na this shit in my
Roll up a Marley she tryna jam
Oh shit think she a
Singing my songs and clapping her hands
Oh shit, this bitch is a fan
She like damn, I know you the man
Drop top with a spliff in my hand
Tap on the brakes, but the engine I slam
Back of the Beamer, hoping I cram
Like she from Miami She got a tan
Like
I'm from New York, I came with the bands
Bitch on my mind like I cannot relax
Throwing up H, niggas thinking I'm
I was down bad had to flip me a
I was down bad had to flip me a stack
I'm feeling like ash when I twisting my hat
I did her sleeze she thinking I'm
I did her bad she thinking I'm
Like Watch This, I be with Mack
Like No
I can't relax
I want Margiela
My bitches want saks
I'm in the stu, I was servings them packs
Clearing my throat, bitch think ima rap
Punching the orders, I really don't tap
Dance to beat, while she sit on my lap
Pull up on my dreads while I hit from the back
Stuck in her head, she think that I'm crack
All on my mind like bitch where you at
Stuck in her head, she think that I'm crack
She wanna party, drinks on me
Moving my head while I rock to the beat
Tapping her hips like I think she wanna dance
She like na this shit in my
Roll up a Marley she tryna jam
Oh shit think she a
Singing my songs and clapping her hands
Oh shit, this bitch is a fan