Out My Mind

[Intro: X]

*Glass clink*
Yo, Yo
*Glass clink*

[Hook: X]

It's about that time where I just think I’m out my mind
And I can rap all of these lines and rhymes but you won't see the signs
That I'm out here tryna line this fuckin red dot sight of mine
Right on yo dome I point this chrome then hold my breath and blow yo mind, bitch

[Verse 1: X]

I be Rockin w the heat
4 5 ACP on the seat
Pull the trigger once now you a veggie like broccoli
I just be kickin it like a youth soccer league
Yall can see, yeah I stopped coppin weed
Off of that life I’m higher than god could be
Nobody stoppin me, I'm an anomaly
Always on diamond you know how that copper be
X off the map bruh what happened?
.... Stop cappin!
Pull that slide back and slide back we bout that action
Always rock the drip so you know I keep a napkin
Like some nazi zombies man you know we keep it blasting
And you love to see that Double TAP with the Mac-10

[Hook: X]

It's about that time where I just think I'm out my mind
And I can rap all of these lines and rhymes but you won't see the signs
That I'm out here tryna line this fuckin red dot sight of mine
Right on yo dome I point this chrome then hold my breath and blow yo mind, bitch

[Verse 2: X]

Y'all playin silly, y'all playin dumb
Y’all brought a blade, but you know I brought a gun
Dome split open, just like his eyes are
X don’t play like I'm sitting on that IR
Give you all the smoke, just like a fire
Bitch you outta line, offsides, gimme 5 yard
Leave you softer than a beanbag
Lovin on the scene but you wish you hadn’t seen that
I suggest you lace up
If you ain't a Christian imma have to stab ya face up...
With these hoes I got no patience, lookin at the L guessin imma take one
And I'm hittin that box like I'm lookin for a ray gun

[Hook: X]

It’s about that time where I just think I'm out my mind
And I can rap all of these lines and rhymes but you won't see the signs
That I'm out here tryna line this fuckin red dot sight of mine
Right on yo dome I point this chrome then hold my breath and blow yo mind, bitch

[Verse 3: Fashody]

Symptomatic i give you sickness
I take the ill right outta illness
My dreams are lucid I own my vision
I pave the path to go on a mission
I take back what has been taken
An eye for an eye I leave ya eye vacant
Back stab while you on vacation
Leave ya child fatherless my proclamation
Stay safe in ya safe haven
I fake my death for insurance payment
Life support for my mortal enemies
I pull the plug and kill they memory
Judge, jury, and execute them
Harvest they bodies for retribution
Distribute my ways of sin to anyone who walks this path of sin