Out My Mind

Lyrics

[Chorus] Smoking jattic and I'm sipping the drop I'm going out of my mind Take my brothers on the way to the top, I cannot leave them behind When you get money, they gon' try to plot, that's why I stay with my nine Talking money and I talk it a lot, that money stay on my line All them nights we was out on the block, we put it all on the line And I'm moving like the OG's, but the young boy shining Hold on, if he move wrong, Tango hit him with lightning Still pull up in that same hood, it ain't hard to find me [Verse 1] Get my brother that new bust down, call it perfect timing Woke up, brand new check, on a brand new day Woke up, whole lotta money coming right my way First I went and put the ice on, then I iced her face Out the mud had to get that The foreign all white like Tik Tacs And the big 45 got kick back The boy run up, get shit bagged Thank god I got it, in the bank and I'm making deposits Trapping and robbing, me and my niggas had no other options Them niggas ain't tryna work for no money, I don't get they logic If them niggas switch on the gang, this shit getting way out of pocket Fuck all them niggas, they never was with us, they hate when you popping I need the digits, I handle my business, I'm staying on top it Life been moving too fast Sipping this drank, had to slow it down She was playing games in the past Now she double back, but it's over now Bro don't play games 'bout the cash All my niggas need large amounts I hit the bitch to her put her in the Benz, you know I'm running game; yeah balling out Talking that shit, brody jump out the whip, two clips, like what's all the talk about? Know these niggas hate on me, but it's heat on me, won't end my glory My shooters got real life beef, they don't wanna be seen on ya IG story Top of the key and he jacking from 3, and he hit him like Robert Horry [Chorus] Smoking jattic and I'm sipping the drop I'm going out of my mind Take my brothers on the way to the top, I cannot leave them behind When you get money, they gon' try to plot, that's why I stay with my nine Talking money and I talk it a lot, that money stay on my line All them nights we was out on the block, we put it all on the line And I'm moving like the OG's, but the young boy shining Hold on, if he move wrong, Tango hit him with lightning Still pull up in that same hood, it ain't hard to find me [Verse 2] And my hood full of shooters, but they don't feel nothing And we eating good now, but I got some brothers that's still hungry Know they've been waiting, I see the patience I know them mills coming Ice on my bracelet, you cannot take it, 'cause I'ma kill for it End of discussion I'ma back up the nine and bust it Taking my time, can't rush it Pockets was broke and busted I could think about the past, and go drop a tear, we came from nothing Late nights in the trap, and I'm tearing up, all of these onions He say he was moving weight, but that nigga soft, he muffins Big boss and we call the plays have the 30 boys go rushing Bad bitch, and she crushing I'm like hey shorty, let me feel something But my heart numb, it don't feel love I'ma keep stacking my bills up [Chorus] Smoking jattic and I'm sipping the drop I'm going out of my mind Take my brothers on the way to the top, I cannot leave them behind When you get money, they gon' try to plot, that's why I stay with my nine Talking money and I talk it a lot, that money stay on my line All them nights we was out on the block, we put it all on the line And I'm moving like the OG's, but the young boy shining Hold on, if he move wrong, Tango hit him with lightning Still pull up in that same hood, it ain't hard to find me