Out My Body Songtext

He got to die if I pop me a X
Won't give him no warning, just put him to rest
We don't aim for no chaser boy, put down that vest
Oh, that boy hidin'? We shooting through bricks
I went got a new Glock and extended the clip
I'm whackin' his partner, his momma, his cousin, his auntie, and whoever else sheddin' tears
Two Percocets, I ain't feelin' no fear
Shootin' it out, hit him safe in the ears
They beat the cases just so we could be clear
A real young smacker, I do it for real
Callin' Lil Loaded, you go on that drill
I pop me an X, now I wanna kill
Keep whackin' niggas, I love how it feel
Speak of my name when I'm off of that pill
He gotta die, magician, O'Neal (Asthesia, you a rockstar)

Pop me a X, two Percocets
Bitch, I'm out my body
Glock do stress, aimed at his neck I'm finna catch a body
Pop me a X, two Percocets
Bitch, I'm out my body
Glock do stress, aimed at his neck
I'm finna catch a body

The beat on fire, smokin' and shit
Diamonds the only thing cold in this bitch
I'm smoking gas so I'm gone in this bih
She got me stuck, moving slow in this bih
BMoney body gon' blow in this bih
Fifty-round drum, let it blow and in this bih
I'm letting her go if she ho'ing and shit
Pop me a X and forget about love
Turn to the Devil, a handful of slugs
Throwin' up C's like I play for the Cubs
Too many L's, I'm due for a dub
Now I'm taking off, I'll remember the mud
Fresh as some soap but I look like some sud
Illegal money when I'm in the hood
Go get a pack and go serve out a junkie
I'm chasing the money (Asthesia, you a rockstar)

Pop me a X, two Percocets
Bitch, I'm out my body
Glock do stress, aimed at his neck
I'm finna catch a body
Pop me a X, two Percocets
Bitch, I'm out my body
Glock do stress, aimed at his neck
I'm finna catch a body