Yachtson - Outta My Mind lyrics

[Verse 1: Chorus] I think I'm really going out my mind From northern California to the Mason Dixon line I work until I fall asleep, I'm really on my grind I'm high as quiddich b**h And I ain't quitting sh** And if I go broke homie I'ma hit a lick Yeah I'ma get it quick, aye Show me where your chick stay I ain't slept this been the sixth day All your homies b**h made [Verse 2] Raised up on the left goes My music you could bet goes I get up for the get goes I've always been a dog so catch me chilling out that petco And creams he study dental At Alabama, near Mississippi You say it's worth it, damn girl Did you really miss me? I ain't miss you neither This that late night smoke sesh, outside breather Brake for the goat heads, brand new Tevas Stack up the pizza, box Girl come in, chill out, take off your socks Get blunted off loud, no need to talk It's run in, run out, when i'm getting top Y'all done a couple thing, and they ain't done me in that wrong way, that right way, I could tell you what that light say And if you roll with creams everyday could be a friday Just living life my way, ayeeee [Verse 3: Chorus](2X) I think I'm really going out my mind From northern California to the Mason Dixon line I work until I fall asleep, I'm really on my grind I'm high as quiddich b**h And I ain't quitting sh** And if I go broke homie I'ma hit a lick Yeah I'ma get it quick, aye Show me where your chick stay I ain't slept this been the sixth day All your homies b**h made [Verse 4] You ain't never seen me run these streets All these people get up, stand up Clap and stomp their feet On dinner tables monsters eat Alabama haunted me I just finished cla** it's been about a week I roll a lot of weed, I twist a pound a week I hardly speak at parties people I don't know surrounding me Ain't no mystery machine With my team, roll up everything we see Everybody sneak dissing me Still hit me up for some tree Ask me how you doing T Creams Still split you open at your seams Live in the south, I'm from the west coast Best watch your mouth, Banana cut close I do not sleep, don't have the time Freak in the sheets, outta my mind