Outta My Mind (feat. Nba Youngboy)

Mmm Hold on, mmm Free Lil Meechy baby, huh? Lil Top, nigga, mmm Ridin' 'round in a drop top with a stolen Glock Searchin' for my opps Hold on, hold on I got my green mask on, tryna' get active, what's happenin'? I'm standing down, bitch, I get down, I got that shit from my mammy I keep that pistol on me, bitch, you run up on me, I'll stamp ya Promise for to dome the pussy bitch for all them stupid lil' antics Hold on, Jason, man, I'm fucked up, I'm out my mind I got my wife inside this bitch, Dej in this bitch, she got that iron I'm feelin' lesser than a man Call Jaz, she cum, can't get no time I heard these niggas want my fame and name, I put the bitch in line So many kids and how you think that I feel? I'm tryna tell you, it's real I ain't got no money to give, bitch, I'm hustlin' for real Hold on, nigga I told you that you better slow down 'fore I send my cousin Skully For to bust yo fuckin' dome down All night, I'm hustlin', I done came from nothin', oh yeah All them bitches stuntin' and I put diamonds from their heads and legs Million dollars inside my closet, big .45, come play with that Cum inside and I'm out the window and she pop out I got my green mask on, tryna' get active, what's happenin'? I'm standing down, bitch, I get down, I got that shit from my mammy I keep that pistol on me, bitch, you run up on me, I'll stamp ya Promise for to dome the pussy bitch for all them stupid lil' antics Private talk with who run the dark, you don't wanna play with me We leave you dead in front your house, this shit ain't safe for me Mama, I think that my soul gone Oh, I'm tryna smoke the bitch who spoke on me Oh yeah, nigga I'm tryna leave a nigga Hold on, I'ma watch how I talk, man Huh, I told him— oh yeah It's Lil Top, nigga Ayy, what you on foe? How you livin', nigga? I hope you gettin' it Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches Yeah, you know I made it where I'm at today I ain't gave a fuck about what none of these niggas say, get at me Hold on, I got my green mask on, tryna' get active, what's happenin'? I'm standing down, bitch, I get down, I got that shit from my mammy I keep that pistol on me, bitch, you run up on me, I'll stamp ya Promise for to dome the pussy bitch for all them stupid lil' antics Hold on, Jason, man, I'm fucked up, I'm out my mind I got my wife inside this bitch, Dej in this bitch, she got that iron I'm feelin' lesser than a man Call Jaz, she cum, can't get no time I heard these niggas want my fame and name, I put the bitch in line It's Slimeto, nigga Lil Top, Big Velveeta, ayy Call me whatever you want Just don't call me a ho, don't call me a broke, you know I'll— Nigga, I can't talk too much, let that shit go