Video Mind Right de Young Thug 2025 Cristiana Lyrics

Young Thug - Mind Right Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Ayy, my brother said, "Your phone off"
I'm like, "Nigga, which one, nigga? Got 'bout five or six of them bitches, bro"
And he can't even hear, fool
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout?

[Chorus]
Got my mind right, now I run the streets (Run it)
I might take flight, I don't care if it's he or she (Fly)
I might make it Mayweather just like TMT (Brrt), you dig? (Yeah)
And I got Deaf Greg with me (Woo)
Got my mind right and go got it (Got it)
Got my mind right and go got it (Got it)
Got my mind right and go got it (Went got it)
Got my mind right and went got it (Went got it)
Got my mind right and went got it (My mind)
Got my mind right and went got it (My mind)
Got my mind right and went got it (My mind)
Got my mind right, got it, got it (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Got my mind right and I swear I went ranned up my money (Yeah)
I swear to God, man, I ride with that Tommy, I roll out the pound, not an onion (Skrrt)
I swear to God, man, my diamonds, they come from New York and your shit lookin' sunny (Woah, woah)
You come with them Backwoods, that shit better be wrapped up like a motherfuckin' mummy (Or what?)
My brothers on bitches, my brothers on bitches (Yeah)
We catch 'em and cut them lil' bitches
I ride with the semi, my money's no midget
Got pints and my motherfuckin' reefer (Skrrt)
Got scale on my plane and it came 'cross that water, yeah (Woo, woo)
I locked up the safe, but it's not out of order, wait (Yeah)
Bitches, they wan' know what's poppin', they know that if I pop it, they know that shit droppin' (Ooh)
Come off the top just like Eddie Hardy and they know I bang red like a flower (Ooh)
I'm not a Christian, I don't go to church, but my front pockets look like a Bible (Yeah)
Comin' up listenin' to my raps, I know that I needed one shot like a sniper (Pew)
[Chorus]
Got my mind right, now I run the streets (Run 'em, run 'em)
I might take flight, I don't care if it's he or she (Take flights)
I might make it Mayweather just like TMT (Thunderstorming), you dig? (I dig)
And I got Deaf Greg with me (Woo)
Got my mind right and go got it (Got it)
Got my mind right and go got it (Ayy)
Got my mind right and go got it (Ayy)
Got my mind right and went got it (Racks)
Got my mind right and went got it (Right)
Got my mind right and went got it (Yeah)
Got my mind right and went got it (Yeah)
Got my mind right, got it, got it (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Go and get it just to say you did it (Ayy)
My brother deaf, but he movin' pigeons (Woo)
You dig what I'm sayin'? Yeah, freaky dig it (I dig it)
I really wanna meet her, no damn ticket (Yeah)
I would love to meet her, I would love to meat her
I would love to feast her (And), I would love to eat her (And)
I would love to treat her (And), I would love to trick her (And)
Yeah, all of the above, no pistol (Woah)
This shit is serious, Brian Nichols (Brian Nichols)
She so delirious and now I miss her (I miss)
I'ma slip the bomb like a damn missile (Boom)
Bubblegum, booty delicious (Boom, boom, boom)
She got her tongue pierced (What? What?)
This a done mission
I'm on a Dom Pérignon mission (What?)
Leave a pussy nigga soul lifted
Geeked out and my toes Christian
Ri-ribbit like a toad listenin'
Big pole, Pinocchio, bitch (Big pole)
IPhone, she cordless (Brr, brr)
I got big diamonds in my watch, yeah
Live with Flavor Flav clock, yeah
Be the first nigga cop that drop, then pull straight up to the block, skrrt-skrrt, ah (Shee)
[Chorus]
Got my mind right, now I run the streets (Run 'em, run 'em)
I might take flight, I don't care if it's he or she (Take flights)
I might make it Mayweather just like TMT (Thunderstorming), you dig? (I dig)
And I got Deaf Greg with me (Woo)
Got my mind right and go got it (Got it)
Got my mind right and go got it (Ayy)
Got my mind right and go got it (Ayy)
Got my mind right and went got it (Racks)
Got my mind right and went got it (Right)
Got my mind right and went got it (Yeah)
Got my mind right and went got it (Yeah)
Got my mind right, got it, got it (Yeah, yeah)