Out My Mind ft. Fg Vegaz Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2014
Lyrics
Tone me up, nigga
Smokin' hella bucks, I think I'm on my mind
All I think is bucks, I think I'm on my mind
The way I spin this cash, I think I'm on my mind
All I see is green, you niggas call it blind
Smokin' hella bucks, I think I'm on my mind
All I think is bucks, I think I'm on my mind
The way I spin this cash, I think I'm on my mind
All I see is green, you niggas call it blind
Smokin' hella bucks, I think I'm on my mind
All I think is bucks, I think I'm on my mind
The way I spin this cash, I think I'm on my mind
All I see is green, you niggas call it blind
Smokin' hella bucks, I think I'm on my mind
Swag so fuckin' dope, I bet it blow your mind
I'm on that lick, so send your cash, I'm throwin' mines
And yeah, them pilots ballin', bitch, I'm throwin' dimes
I'm hot like I hit that Stardust, nigga, make a wish
And I say it again, we ballin'
Don't waste your time tryin' to set the pick
You on the bench, I'm in the game
You ain't gettin' no PT, my diamonds, they on HD
So they watch me like a TV
High as fuck and I'm sweatin', huh
Ask for the real sweater, bro, I'm a swagster
But I don't got it all, drop my savers on your head
You gon' need a Tylenol
Leave that nigga braindead
Niggas wear their chains dead
My eyes low, they find red
Hide behind them Ray-Bans and all
We ain't smokin' no Reggie
Smokin' stone and veggies
Pussy wetter than a broken levee
And she gave me brain, I'm all in her memories
I bet she won't forget me
I'm double cupped and we poppin' bottles
Plus, we smokin' heavy
Smokin' hella bucks, I think I'm out my mind
All I think is bucks, I think I'm out my mind
The way I spend this cash, I think I'm out my mind
All I see is green, you niggas colorblind
Smokin' hella bucks, I think I'm out my mind
All I think is bucks, I think I'm out my mind
The way I spend this cash, I think I'm out my mind
All I see is green, you niggas colorblind
Young dude that get money, I'm so fly
Know people think that she's walkin' dick
I gave a bite, then I pass up for six niggas
I go back on cloud nine
Drink until my lungs burst
Eat the pussy like she's on a ride
Take her on that road trip
It's all like the two-three
Fall hard, no KD
People say I cost too much, but them hardies all on my feet
Couple racks in the true list
I ain't gettin' paper like this
I'm stuntin' on these old rappers
Y'all washed up, so not mixed
Headed to the top, no mouthpiece
Young girl on the side when you go
So fly like a gangsta
The money's tall like two trees
You new dudes ain't nothin' to me
I can eat the moon, got money, other swag, no fly
Got racks
Smokin' hella bucks, I think I'm on my mind
All I think is bucks, I think I'm on my mind
The way I spend this cash, I think I'm on my mind
All I see is green, you niggas colorblind
Smokin' hella bucks, I think I'm on my mind
All I think is bucks, I think I'm on my mind
The way I spend this cash, I think I'm on my mind
All I see is green, you niggas colorblind
Smokin' hella bucks, I think I'm on my mind
All I think is bucks, I think I'm on my mind
The way I spend this cash, I think I'm on my mind
All I see is green, you niggas colorblind