Outta My Mind! lyrics

[Intro: Autumn!]
Woah, woah
(It's Surreal Gang)
(It's Surreal Gang, lil' b*tch, haha)
(Eddie Gianni)

[Verse 1: SSGKobe]
Richard Mille, boy, you out of that time
Feel like Tony Hawk, I'm on my grind
They say I'm a god, they got a shrine
I be sippin' lean, girl, this not wine
He cap on the 'Gram and he said he gon' slide
Obeyin' my rules, boy, you better abide
I just took a Perc', if I run, I could fly
I just took a Xan', if I run, I could glide
If he talking down, he get the (Buh-buh)
Feel like I'm Rambo, like, what-what?
I'm a young king, I feel like I'm Tut-Tut
I got the lean, put it in my truck-truck
You're all sons, you could call me Forrest Gump
In the Wraith, tell lil' buddy, "Floor it, bruh"
I just spilled the Act' on the floor, bruh
Round two, ask her if she sore, yeah

[Verse 2: Autumn!]
Finna be on MTV (Yeah)
n*gga, I don't even do no shows (Yeah, woah)
I just count up and f*ck hoes (Woah)
Really livin' life off Repost (Woah)
That's a broke lil' n*gga over there (Ha)
Nah, I don't really f*ck with those (No)
Finna shoot a video, Like Ye!
Lemme go and hit up Melrose
Let's ride, n*gga want smoke? Tell him we outside
Turn his block to a playground, we gon' slide
Kicking sh*t out in public, n*gga, we don't hide
Got them sticks out and we on live
n*gga try his luck, we gon' kill him on live (Yeah)
Call up lil' Rino, let's go to VLive (Yeah-yeah)
Seen the clout, now she wanna be mine
Kick the b*tch out, she outta her mind
Tramadols got me outta my mind (Outta my mind)
Perkies got me outta my mind (Outta my mind)
Good drank got me outta my mind (Outta my mind)
It's a whole lotta sh*t I gotta get off of my mind (Off of my mind)
Talkin' that money? Then hit my line (Hit my line)
Finna hit a jugg? Then hit my line (Hit my line)
I've been way ahead of my time (Of my time)
It was hard to stay up when I was down (I was down)
All this money got me thinkin', "Who really gonna be with me when I go down?"
I done came a long way, I don't really give a f*ck what they say when I'm not around
Used to be a average n*gga, now hella b*tches wanna f*ck me when I'm in town (Woah)
It was so many people used to talk down on me, now they really tryna steal my sound (Yeah)
Ha, real good denim, Watanabe (Yeah, yeah)
I'm the n*gga that they wanna be
I walk in Met Gala, they follow me (Woah)
Walk up at Saks, they say, "Hi," to me (Woah)
Brand new Balenci's, you know that ain't sh*t to me (Woah)
Leave a n*gga in the history (Take a n*gga right out of his misery, yeah)
(It's Surreal Gang, lil' b*tch, woah, woah)
[Verse 3: Summrs]
I'm gone off the drugs, they killin' me
b*tch say she in love, is you kidding me?
.45 gon' take him outta his misery, yeah
Pop me a Perc' and hit a note like Whitney
R.I.P. Auntie Pam, I know she with me
Sippin' the lean, my cup too filthy, yeah
Chanel no. 9, Chanel no. 5, I just dripped my b*tch in designer
When we hit another jugg, I'ma buy that ho some tits, make that lil' b*tch a lil' finer
Sippin' on lean, make me lean back like I'm in a motherf*ckin' recliner
Hop on the mic, hop in the stu', 'cause that's what the f*ck I desire
Light up a 'Wood, pop me a Perc', just tryna get a lil' higher (Yeah)

[Outro: Summrs]
(Just tryna get a lil' higher)
(Light up a 'Wood, pop me a Perc', just tryna get a lil' higher)
('Cause that's what the f*ck I desire)