​state of mind

[Intro]
Yeah (You know who TF made it)

[Chorus 1]
In that state of mind
I'm with my bitch and we higher than God (Higher)
I just be ready to take off a top
Ain't got a safety, that's why I'm in love with my Glock (Glock)
Fly out the west, man, it's nice in this foreign
I brought my bitch with me right off my tour (Tour)
(Yeah) Bitch, I keep one in the head
And I'm ready, let it go
Knock his ass out with my pole
G-19, bust it then it smoke (Yeah)
That bitch must think I'm a joke (Joke), bitch
I just be fuckin' with yo' bitch (Yeah)
She give me head in the back of the whip
I just woke up and I'm eatin' on grits (Yeah)

[Verse]
Poppin' choppas, I don't fuck with the lip
In the city with my bitch and my stick
Droppin' hits, I nevеr miss
I got a drink, with that Faygo I mix
We go all day 'till she suck on my dick
Poppin' thesе drugs then we gone for the trip, yeah (Yeah)
[?] then I lost [?]
I'm in the Benz' with my Glock and some tits
Bitch, I be rollin' and rollin'
I'm getting high with my bitch and we [?]
All these choppas, think I know that they posin'
Hop in the booth and I got that bitch goin' (Yeah)
Go, yeah (Yeah), lotta shit that I'ma mix with the Wock'
I got your bitch on the tip of my cock
I'm on them drugs and I know they right off
Know my [?] killin' me off
I'm with my bitch, we don't shop at the mall, nah
Tryna sell more than Taylor Swift
I'm just tryna get a nice-ass crib
I already got a bad-ass bitch
Glocky hit 'em with that muhfuckin' switch
I been caught up, I been up in the mix
Free my big cuzzo, he bangin' that Crip, yeah (Yeah)

[Chorus 2]
In that state of mind
I'm with my bitch and we higher than God
I just be ready to take off a top
Ain't got a safety, that's why I'm in love with my Glock (Go)
Fly out the west, man, it's nice in this foreign
I brought my bitch with me right off my tour
Bitch, I be ballin', I'm not on the court
I got some money, you cannot afford
Hop in a Tesla, upgraded from Ford
I got my bitch and she sittin' on Forbes
I'm tryna get up on top, twenty floors
And I told her that it'd always be yours
Hop on a beat and talk my shit, lil' bitch
I'm bound be filthy rich
Bitch made me bleed, I got stabbed in the heart
I pop a Perc' then I'm headin' up Mars (Mars)