Out of Control

[Intro: Young Roc]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Young Roc]
I finally made it in life
You should be takin' advice
I can’t be playing no roles
I saw a million in sight
I had to go for the gold
Nigga, I paid for the price
Caught me a whip of the road
Bitch, I'ma Jedi for life
I'm on that jet out of sight
I’m on that jet out of sight
Gotta new hoe for the road
Bitch, I'ma player it for life
Finna go far, know how it feel
Got some rosé in the back
Spendin' it all, caught me a grill
Toastin' and hoping I fly
Ask your hoe, I had to fight
I'm being real, I had got hated off Bell
Yeah-Yeah, I'm on the stage
Tellin' my woes, I had to kill it for real
Yeah-Yeah, I got the chills
How come this city didn't know how it feel, nigga?
Yeah, I’m a revolver going way harder than niggas can tell, nigga

[Chorus: Young Roc]
Yeah, I’m out of control
I'm getting results
I’m on the grind
I get it and go
I'm out of control
Gettin' it solved
Yeah, I'm out of control
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, I’m out of control
I'm getting' results
I'm on the grind
I get and go
I'm out of control
I'm getting it solved
I'm out of control

[Post-Chorus: Young Roc]
Yeah, sititin' on M's
Washing down liquor
Immature on ways
Taking forever
I'll be all day
Waiting on me
I'll be all day
Stuck in my ways
80 something days
I'll be sipping liquor
Out of control
I'll be soakin' in it
Already know
She spend a night
Nigga, I spend a roll
I should of know

[Verse 2: Young Roc]
Ice on my phone
We are not boujee, I put ice on my hoe
I been on tip, how the night gon unfold
Living on the edge, the way a nigga roll
Yeah, I'm in the ghost, ayy
I'm out to go platinum
Trap out of gold, MacBook
I'm-I'm in the zone, facts
I can turn your hoe backwards
Was tripping around the world, a Louie, Fendi, trending
I'm 'bout to-I'm bout to go platinum
I'm 'bout to go plat...

[Verse 3: Nasaan]
I'm on them ice
Sit and coming to clutch
I spend a two on a clutch
Another 500 on brunch
Shawty [?] fucked up of moves
I told them pretty don't touch
Telling me, mijo, we on
I tryna stack up a millie in [?]
I hit her precise, everything on me big price
Everything on me big buys
Diamonds imported, Dubai
She didn't need to guess
She can be rolled like a bike
Baby girl, these are baguettes
I don't need no kinda lice

[Outro: Young Roc]
Is it all, bullet six, when you looked this way
When you looked this way
Is it all, bullet six, when you looked this way
For things that out of control
I'ma let everyone know