Out My Mind Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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[Intro]
You a nasty ass (??), mane (Mmm)
Come on mane, you got me- You got me- You got me-
Hold on, mmm (You got me (??), huh?)
Uh  ((??) retarded), Free Lil Meechy baby (Mmm), huh?
Look (A-Ayo Bleu) (Retarded)
This Top, n!gga, mmm (Ooh, ooh)
Riding ’round in a drop top with a stolen Glock (Who is you, n!gga?)
Searching for my opps (Don’t come close, ooh, ooh)
Hold on, hold on

[Chorus]
I got my green mask on, time to get active, what’s happening? (What’s happening?)
I’m standing down, b!tch, I get down, I got that s*it from my mammy (Oh, ooh)
I keep that pistol on me, b!tch, you run up on me, I’ll stamp ya
Promise for to dome the pu*sy b!tch for all them stupid lil’ antics, yeah
Hold on, Jason, man, I’m fu*ked up, I’m out my mind (Bow, bow, bow)
I got my wife inside this b!tch, Dej in this b!tch, she got that iron (Mmm)
I’m feeling lesser than a man
Call Jaz, she cum, can’t get no time (Time)
I heard these n!ggas want my fame and name, I put the b!tch in line

[Verse 1]
So many kids and how you think that I feel?, yeah I’m tryna tell you, it real
I ain’t got no money to give, b!tch, I’m hustling for real (Oh-oh-oh)
Hold on, n!gga, I told you that you better slow (Oh, ohh) down ‘fore I send my cousin Skully for to bust yo fu*king dome down
All night, I’m hustling (Huh), I done came from nothing, oh yeah
All them b!tches stunting 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

[Chorus]
I got my green mask on, time to get active, what’s happening? (What’s happening?)
I’m standing down, b!tch, woah, I get down, I got that s*it from my mammy
I keep that pistol on me, woah, b!tch, you run up on me, I’ll stamp ya
Promise for to dome the pu*sy b!tch for all them stupid lil’ antics, woah

[Verse 2]
Private talk with who run the dark, you don’t wanna play with me (Don’t play with me)
We leave you dead in front your house, this s*it ain’t safe for me (This s*it ain’t safe at all)
Mama, I think that my soul gone (Oh woah)
Oh, I’m tryna smoke the b!tch who spoke on me

[Interlude]
Oh yeah, n!gga
I’m tryna leave a n!gga, yeah
Hold on, I’ma watch how I talk, man (I’m tryna smoke the b!tch who spoke on me, oh yeah)
Huh, I told him— oh yeah, yeah
It’s Lil Top, n!gga, oh yeah
Ayy, what you on foe? How you living, woah, n!gga? I hope you getting it
Fu*k these n!ggas, fu*k these b!tches
Yeah, you know I made it where I’m at today
I ain’t gave a fu*k about what none of these n!ggas say, get at me

[Chorus]
Hold on, I got my green mask on, time to get active, what’s happening?
I’m standing down, b!tch, I get down, I got that s*it from my mammy
I keep that pistol on me, b!tch, you run up on me, I’ll stamp ya
Promise for to dome the pu*sy b!tch for all them stupid lil’ antics
Hold on, Jason, man, I’m fu*ked up, I’m out my mind
I got my wife inside this b!tch, Dej in this b!tch, she got that iron
I’m feeling lesser than a man
Call Jaz, she cum, can’t get no time (Time)
I heard these n!ggas want my fame and name, I put the b!tch in line (Ah)

[Outro]
It’s Slimeto, n!gga
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—
N!gga, I can’t talk too much, let that s*it go
Uh