Skally, Rich Homie Quan - Outta Control lyrics
Rich Homie Quan [Dequantes Devontay Lamar] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Skally, Rich Homie Quan - Outta Control lyrics]
I just lost my mind, now I’m out of control
Molly got me geeked up, I’m out of control
To the face got me out of control
Four bitches in here and they out of control
Out of control, out of control
Molly got me geeked up, I’m out of control
Go back to the bay, got me out of control
I just lost my mind, now I’m out of control
I got four bitches with me, out of control
They geeked up off that molly
These hoes don’t want to go home
They straight out of the strip club
Fresh off the pole
I swear these bitches turnt
They just want dick and some patron it’s on
When I pop two, I’m out my mind, I swear
I get so dead, you would think I’m gone
I’m fried
You can look me in my eyes and see I’m high
And I’m still gon drive
Out of control up 75, and I’m flying
And I’m fly, my wings on
I paid a half a rack to
Put these robin jeans on
Imma need a couple mil to put
Me and my team on
Watch it get out of control when
They play my theme song
(nigga I’m cutting out)
I just lost my mind, now I’m out of control
Molly got me geeked up, I’m out of control
To the face got me out of control
Four bitches in here and they out of control
Out of control, out of control
Molly got me geeked up, I’m out of control
Go back to the bay, got me out of control
I just lost my mind, now I’m out of control
I just lost my mind, I’m out of control
I woke up in the telly
Wasted with four different hoes
Four different bitches, so many licks
Four different phones
I banged a couple zips and bought
A few Rich Homie songs
Shit out of control, I can’t control it
I just drank like eight zips of lean
So I can’t patron it
I hit the club off of that molly
Imma have my moment
They play my shit, we cutting up
And it got me going nigga I’m turnt
Now I’m standing up on that chair
Throwing money up in that air
I’m smacking hoes in they ass
Might pull a bitch by her hair
But she getting paid, she don’t care
We cool, we make a swimming pool
So she gon' let us act a fool
I just lost my mind, now I’m out of control
Molly got me geeked up, I’m out of control
To the face got me out of control
Four bitches in here and they out of control
Out of control, out of control
Molly got me geeked up, I’m out of control
Go back to the bay, got me out of control
I just lost my mind, now I’m out of control
Molly got me geeked up, I’m out of control
To the face got me out of control
Four bitches in here and they out of control
Out of control, out of control
Molly got me geeked up, I’m out of control
Go back to the bay, got me out of control
I just lost my mind, now I’m out of control
I got four bitches with me, out of control
They geeked up off that molly
These hoes don’t want to go home
They straight out of the strip club
Fresh off the pole
I swear these bitches turnt
They just want dick and some patron it’s on
When I pop two, I’m out my mind, I swear
I get so dead, you would think I’m gone
I’m fried
You can look me in my eyes and see I’m high
And I’m still gon drive
Out of control up 75, and I’m flying
And I’m fly, my wings on
I paid a half a rack to
Put these robin jeans on
Imma need a couple mil to put
Me and my team on
Watch it get out of control when
They play my theme song
(nigga I’m cutting out)
I just lost my mind, now I’m out of control
Molly got me geeked up, I’m out of control
To the face got me out of control
Four bitches in here and they out of control
Out of control, out of control
Molly got me geeked up, I’m out of control
Go back to the bay, got me out of control
I just lost my mind, now I’m out of control
I just lost my mind, I’m out of control
I woke up in the telly
Wasted with four different hoes
Four different bitches, so many licks
Four different phones
I banged a couple zips and bought
A few Rich Homie songs
Shit out of control, I can’t control it
I just drank like eight zips of lean
So I can’t patron it
I hit the club off of that molly
Imma have my moment
They play my shit, we cutting up
And it got me going nigga I’m turnt
Now I’m standing up on that chair
Throwing money up in that air
I’m smacking hoes in they ass
Might pull a bitch by her hair
But she getting paid, she don’t care
We cool, we make a swimming pool
So she gon' let us act a fool
I just lost my mind, now I’m out of control
Molly got me geeked up, I’m out of control
To the face got me out of control
Four bitches in here and they out of control
Out of control, out of control
Molly got me geeked up, I’m out of control
Go back to the bay, got me out of control
I just lost my mind, now I’m out of control