B.I. Martin - M'outta My Mind Interlude (feat. BeeZee & YaBoiMemo)

Yeah, don don
(Don don, don don)
Yeah, yeah

Hop out the zone, back in the cold
Done with the winter, I've had enough
Tellin' off some karen and her son
Done with that Tommy, PAMELA
I broke his mandible
Rest of the squad they some animals
Growin' up now
Used to kick back with a danimal
Y'all pay for clicks, my fans are tangible
Ah
Got a new whip
Park in the back of the lot, not tryna damage the ride
All this real, y'all like an animatron
Y'all dipped and ran a facade
I was like DAMN
Can't turn my back on the squad
Never thought that was an option
Nah
That aint an option

M'outta my mind, y'all callin' me crazy
Y'all comin' for me, y'all lookin' for my baby
Outta my mind, y'all callin' me crazy
Y'all come for me, y'all lookin' for my baby

Tell me what you thought it was
We've been huntin' for the commas
On the come up, it aint much
Always been a fuckin' rider

I've been on the hunt for blood
Never had this muscle on me, I'ma fuck it up
Not a fan of Abercrombie, I'm a scrappy boy
Like a Na'vi in the jungle, I'ma fight for more
Look at the scar on my nose
Through my chipped teeth, I've been breathin'
Yeah, yeah
Now that I got me some dough, I'ma bite into beats make 'em even

Slipped up, you fell
Racks up, no bail
Hit up the cell
Boy you got no bars, yet starin' at bars
Orange fits scrubbin' concrete
Now I got four cars
I jump I'm Carter, back of my jersey is number 15
All of the favors are gettin' to risky
I'm Jonathan Majors, I'll fuck up the greed
Mindin' my business, the only true difference is what you can't see
Lending out money, my debt is erased
Enemies hurtin', they owe it I'm Chase
Family is safe, we do not play games
Shooters on deck, lil boi just behave

Written by:
B.I. Martin, Bee Zee, Memo Sparks

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