Out My Mind

Bangout nigga
I'm forever 5
Until the day I die

Red boy
That's all a nigga wanna see
We gon take his pearly whites and turn em to some bloody teeth
Got hit with a drug test had to use my brother pee
Cause my brother know himself that I been sipping mud for weeks

Booted up I'm out my mind
Why he tryna play with 5
It's gon be a homicide
Make his fucking mammy cry

Balling with no uniform
Piss me off I shoot some more
Baby 5 I love to door
Mooky 8 he known to score

Why he steady lurking on my page your ass a fan dude
Used to fuck his bm to my music she a fan too
My brother told me you can't trust that girl she go to FAMU
Get your 5 I got my 5 they bet on us like Fan Duel

How you sit and have a happy life you down bad on your dick?
Why you talk so bad bout me but only say it to a bitch?
Asked you whats the fucking issue should've known you ain't on shit
She ain't even let you fuck now you say you need to vent

How you sad you ain't get pussy?
In this game your ass a rookie
Can't no nigga say he took me
Mooky used to give you noogies

Niggas bitches when I look at them swear all I see is hoes
If it ain't Mook then I drill by myself these other niggas fold
You say you clean but you go bite the cheese like why the fuck you told
You think Monte with Illuminati take a nigga soul

I won't go back and forth let's get into play ball
Niggas acting for a camera like they name was Jake Paul

It's just me and 8 ball

Booted up I'm out my mind
Why he tryna play with 5
It's gon be a homicide
Make his fucking mammy cry

Balling with no uniform
Piss me off I shoot some more
Baby 5 I love to door
Mooky 8 he known to score



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Writer(s): Fog Steel
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