
Out My Mind (Searching For My Opps) YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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[Intro]
Hmm, Hold on, Hmm…
Free Lil Meechy baby (Hmm….)
Look, Lil Top Nigga
Ridin’ ‘round in a drop top with a stolen Glock
Searchin’ for my opps
Hold on, Hold on
[Reprise]
I got my green mask on, time to get active, what’s happenin’?
I’m standing down, bitch I get down, I got that shit from my mammy
I keep that pistol on me, bitch you run up on me, I’ll stamp ‘ya
Promise for to dome the pussy bitch for all them stupid ‘lil antics
Jason man, I’m fucked up, I’m out my mind
I got my wife inside this bitch, Dej in this bitch, she got that iron
I’m feelin’ lesser than a man call Jason, come, can’t get no time
I heard these niggas want my fame and name, I put the bitch in line
[Verse 1]
So many kids and how you think that I feel?
I’m ‘tryna tell you, it’s real
I ain’t got no money to give, bitch I’m hustlin’ for real
Hold on, Nigga, I told you that you better slow down ‘fore I send my cousin skully for to bust ‘yo fuckin’ door down
All night, I’m hustlin’
I done came from nothing
Oh yeah, all them bitches stuntin’
I put diamonds from their heads to legs
Million dollars inside my closet, Bitch .45 come play with that
Come inside her, I’m out the window and she pop out, (?)
Hmm, Hold on, Hmm…
Free Lil Meechy baby (Hmm….)
Look, Lil Top Nigga
Ridin’ ‘round in a drop top with a stolen Glock
Searchin’ for my opps
Hold on, Hold on
[Reprise]
I got my green mask on, time to get active, what’s happenin’?
I’m standing down, bitch I get down, I got that shit from my mammy
I keep that pistol on me, bitch you run up on me, I’ll stamp ‘ya
Promise for to dome the pussy bitch for all them stupid ‘lil antics
Jason man, I’m fucked up, I’m out my mind
I got my wife inside this bitch, Dej in this bitch, she got that iron
I’m feelin’ lesser than a man call Jason, come, can’t get no time
I heard these niggas want my fame and name, I put the bitch in line
[Verse 1]
So many kids and how you think that I feel?
I’m ‘tryna tell you, it’s real
I ain’t got no money to give, bitch I’m hustlin’ for real
Hold on, Nigga, I told you that you better slow down ‘fore I send my cousin skully for to bust ‘yo fuckin’ door down
All night, I’m hustlin’
I done came from nothing
Oh yeah, all them bitches stuntin’
I put diamonds from their heads to legs
Million dollars inside my closet, Bitch .45 come play with that
Come inside her, I’m out the window and she pop out, (?)
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