Øut of Sorts
Maximus The Nineteenth (Ouu)
I been out of sorts and baby you don't make it better
If I told that I loved you I was lying
I been chasing bags in any type of weather
Want war with whoever
Shawty save the tears, we don't got time for crying
Thick redbone on my hip
Man that girl is a leg
Said she love me for my style, but I know she want my bread
Won't say a word like I'm Ferb
Because I know just how it go
I'm steady living by the code
Stand ten toes I never fold (At all)
I know bro don't understand, because he went and uh told (Told)
Why they always faking? I thought that was getting old (It's getting old)
Drip my bitch in fashion nov
We take a pic she yelling, "GOALS"
Hispanic plug he got the bowls
So we copping by the load (Yeah)
I been out of sorts and baby you don't make it better (No better)
If I told that I loved you I was lying (Lying)
I been chasing bags in any type of weather
Want war with whoever
Shawty save the tears, we don't got time for crying
Drippin', Swaggin', Macin'
Got it off the muscle
I ain't get no manual
Step on they neck every year around this time
So I guess that I'm right back on schedule
Balling like Steve Nash I got cash
Imma spend it all (It all)
But I got two hoes with hella ass
I ball like John Wall (Like John Wall)
Drakula my brother, Imma pick up anytime he call
Maybe I been tripping on my ceiling I've been seeing stars
Every time I close my eyes I swear to god I land on Mars
Lately I been thinking, "Oh my gosh, what if I go to far"
My classmates think I'm popping bars
My ex keep tryna heal our scars
So much stress on my chest
I might sit back and smoke a gar
It is what it is and it was what it was (It was)
I don't care no more, so I guess I'm gonna smoke this bud (Uhh)
Get a little buzz (Uhh)
Yeah and Imma bring it back
Got yo girl she in the trap (Uh)
And she like that
Boy it's Solar Flare beware
Cuz I'm everywhere
And I got every pair
Of polo draws
I been out of sorts and baby you don't make it better
If I told that I loved you I was lying
Shawty save the tears, we don't got time for crying
I been out of sorts and baby you don't make it better
If I told that I loved you I was lying
I been chasing bags in any type of weather
Want war with whoever
Shawty save the tears, we don't got time for crying
Thick redbone on my hip
Man that girl is a leg
Said she love me for my style, but I know she want my bread
Won't say a word like I'm Ferb
Because I know just how it go
I'm steady living by the code
Stand ten toes I never fold (At all)
I know bro don't understand, because he went and uh told (Told)
Why they always faking? I thought that was getting old (It's getting old)
Drip my bitch in fashion nov
We take a pic she yelling, "GOALS"
Hispanic plug he got the bowls
So we copping by the load (Yeah)
I been out of sorts and baby you don't make it better (No better)
If I told that I loved you I was lying (Lying)
I been chasing bags in any type of weather
Want war with whoever
Shawty save the tears, we don't got time for crying
Drippin', Swaggin', Macin'
Got it off the muscle
I ain't get no manual
Step on they neck every year around this time
So I guess that I'm right back on schedule
Balling like Steve Nash I got cash
Imma spend it all (It all)
But I got two hoes with hella ass
I ball like John Wall (Like John Wall)
Drakula my brother, Imma pick up anytime he call
Maybe I been tripping on my ceiling I've been seeing stars
Every time I close my eyes I swear to god I land on Mars
Lately I been thinking, "Oh my gosh, what if I go to far"
My classmates think I'm popping bars
My ex keep tryna heal our scars
So much stress on my chest
I might sit back and smoke a gar
It is what it is and it was what it was (It was)
I don't care no more, so I guess I'm gonna smoke this bud (Uhh)
Get a little buzz (Uhh)
Yeah and Imma bring it back
Got yo girl she in the trap (Uh)
And she like that
Boy it's Solar Flare beware
Cuz I'm everywhere
And I got every pair
Of polo draws
I been out of sorts and baby you don't make it better
If I told that I loved you I was lying
Shawty save the tears, we don't got time for crying
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Writer(s): Demi Wilkerson
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