Outta My Mind! - Autumn!, Summrs!, SSGKobe

It’s Surreal Gang, lil' bitch

Eddie Gianni

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, I see it’s the score now

Finna be on MTV

Nigga, I don’t even do no shows

I just count up and fuck hoes

Really livin' life off Repost

That’s a broke lil' nigga over there

Nah, I don’t really fuck with those

Finna shoot a video, Like Ye!

Lemme go and hit up Melrose

Let’s ride, nigga want smoke, tell him we outside

Turn his block to a playground, we gon' slide

Kicking shit out in public, nigga, we don’t hide

Got them sticks out and we on live

Nigga try his luck, we gon' kill him on live

Call up lil' Rino, let’s go to VLive

Seen the clout, now she wanna be mine

Kick the bitch out, she outta her mind

Tramadols got me outta my mind

Perkies got me outta my mind

Good drank got me outta my mind

It’s a whole lotta shit I gotta get off my mind

Talkin' that money then hit my line

Finna hit a jugg then hit my line

I’ve been way ahead of my time

It was hard to stay up when 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 fuck what they say when I’m not

around

Used to be a average nigga, now hella bitches wanna fuck me when I’m in town

It was so many people used to talk down on me, now they really tryna steal my

sound

Ha, real good denim, Watanabe

I’m the nigga that they wanna be

I walk in Met Gala, they follow me

Walk up at Saks, they say hi to me

Bend them Balencis, you know that ain’t shit to me

Leave a nigga in the history

(Take a nigga right out of his misery)

It’s Surreal Gang, lil' bitch

I’m gone off the drugs, they killin' me

Bitch 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.

Aunty Pam, I know she with me

Sippin' the lean, my cup too filthy, yeah

Chanel no.

9, Chanel no.

5, I just dripped my bitch in designer

When we hit another jugg, I’ma buy that ho some tits, make that lil' bitch a

lil' finer

Sippin' on lean make me lean back like I’m in a motherfuckin' recliner

Hop on the mic, hop in the stu'

'Cause that’s what the fuck I desire

Light up a 'Wood, pop me a Perc'

Just tryna get a lil' higher

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 fuck I desire