Out My Mind Lyrics

Chu Chu Chu

Shit I'm finna do never been done

nigga wish me luck

Constant paranoia thinking niggas tryna set me up

I been fighting demons in my head I keep a semi tuck

I been on a mission so Atlanta where I ended up

I was really praying on my knees thought I was losing it

I get in my feelings then the weed I start abusing it

Lotta pressure on me now a nigga really use to it

Don't know why this happening

I swear that I ain't choosing it

Serving on the block

While I'm ducking from the cops

Shawty got a mop

Eat me up she got a jaw

Woo Woo

Hear that and I'm running from the law

And my right hand Muslim he be praying to Allah

We come from the bottom

Word to motha yeah that gutta life

When I die put diamonds in my coffin

For my other life

First time in the kitchen plug was mixing wit a butter knife

Make a bigger order

Then I'll bless you and I'll cut the price

Huh

Like what we finna do

Asking all them questions babygirl this ain't no interview

You can get what ever and when ever if I'm into you

Baby I'm the plug let's go get high and bump my interlude

Ion need no ice

I'm still the flyest in this bitch

And my weed is louder

I'm highest in this bitch

Niggas acting wild

Start riot in this bitch

What you smoking weak

It's hella quiet in this bitch lil nigga

I stuck to the grind now a nigga getting bigger

Money on my mind now a young nigga

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Locked in

Clocked in

Ain't no time to waste get it poppin

Hmm hmm

Miami boogie Trap and I'm all in

DB in the the club

Passing 1s like he Stockton

Bitches in the club

Turning up pussy poppin

Quarter passed 2 in the morning

When we walked in

Bitches in the club

Turning up pussy poppin

Quarter passed 2 in the morning

When we walked in

Smoking on gelato in my whip I'm bumpin Peezy

I can't funk wit' niggas for the money they turn greezy

Diamonds

They VV's

Now shordies wanna eat

Keep my circle smaller than the middle of a CD

Hm

Hm

Hm

Hm

Hm

Come and fuck me

Selective wit my bitches if I hit it then you lucky

Catch me out Cali

Racks and condoms in my duffy

If that nigga slime

We wipe his nose It's lookin stuffy

Cars

Clothes

Weed

Shows

Hands on yo knees

You a freak hoe

Cars

Clothes

Weed

Shows

Hands on yo knees

You a freak hoe

Chu Chu Chu

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Money on mind now a young nigga

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What we doing

Shordy

Chu Chu Chu