Outta Control

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Gucci Mane and Jeremih see fine too fly You a damn liar I stayed higher than a frequent flyer You stay up like vampire Shawty lock on like a plier She OC, she crazy, her shoe game is amazing And a bag game is blazing (Gucci) Put some days in and we stayed in I done flew her in for the weekend Can't remember where we began But I hope that the shit don't end She so cool, she bring friends Matched shoes, Christian Louboutins (Huh) We locked in but we spiked out Got a courtside seat next to Spike Lee (Wow) Kick it every day like Jet Li Ten diamond chains like Mr. T (Burr) She a real freak, no mystery On the bank, on the [?], she missing me (Wow) Tell her ex-boyfriend he is history Beat the pussy up, no sympathy On the highway to the drive way Well, it's hard to drive 'cause she all over me (Huh) [Chorus: Jeremih] She ain't the little girl I used to know Got in the body got them beating in the soul I gave it to relax the time she tried to let it go Headed for destruction and everybody know She outta control, she-she outta control She outta control, she-she outta control She outta control [Verse 2: Jeremih] What's your name, shawty? Where you from? Up? You fine as hell Your skin tone is honey bun Like a basketball We can do this one on one I gotta love Jones I'm the rest, hey, see get along She page calling my booty phone She need me, won't be alone Say her old boyfriend's at Cheating on Bambino And so now on hold, she calling She at me, she fallin' Page mistakes, she stay too long My bubble with no brakes out of control Brakes out of control [Chorus: Jeremih & 2 Chainz] She ain't the little girl I used to know Got in the body got them beating in the soul I gave it to relax the time she tried to let it go Headed for destruction and everybody know She outta control, she-she outta control She outta control, she-she outta control (2 Chainz) She outta control [Verse 3: 2 Chainz] Okay, now she outta control, she on the Patrón She told me that she love me, I said I love you more (True) I got her in my suite, I said, "Suck my swag" (Swag) Call it FaceTime, call it iPad She be running through my mind (Mind), 40 yard dash I'm the type to buy a new crib in all glass (Damn) I'm the type to buy a new car in all cash Potato, I'm a mash, I like girls with a ass [Chorus: Jeremih] She ain't the little girl I used to know Got in the body got them beating in the soul I gave it to relax the time she tried to let it go Headed for destruction and everybody know She outta control