Out Of This World Lyrics

Patrick Cc:

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Lyrics to Out Of This World
(Fecony)

Yeah, need no assist, they say "How you doin'?" when I’m rockin' Fips
I'm so out of this world, on God, sometimes I feel like I don’t exist
Got me a bag and got me a crib, got me a bag and copped me some drip
I'm so out of this world, on God, sometimes I feel like I don't exist
Yeah, need no assist, they say "How you doin'?" when I'm rockin' Fips
I'm so out of this world, on God, sometimes I feel like I don't exist
Got me a bag and got me a crib, got me a bag and copped me some drip
I’m so out of this world, on God, sometimes I feel like I don’t exist

Sometimes I feel like I don't exist, brand new McLaren, I need about six
New M3 and it came with a kick
Shawty a MILF but she came with a jit
Call up my shooter, he came with a stick
Shawty so bad, don’t make no sense
Wake me up, tryna make me grits
Count too hard, finna break my wrist
Lil' mama, watch me fly
I know my haters wanna watch me fail
Ice on me, hit hard like hail
I need my bread, don't care if it's stale
Lil’ mama, I'm too high
My money was funny like Keenan & Kel
My bro locked up, I pay his bail
All that money don't make you real
Girl, mind yo' business (Mind yo' business), I ball like Dennis (I ball like Dennis)
She keep my name inside her mouth like I was a dentist (Like I was a dentist)
And I came a long way, yeah, but I still ain't finished (But I still ain't finished)
And I ain't even play my hardest like I'm in a scrimmage (Like I'm in a scrimmage)

Yeah, need no assist, they say "How you doin'?" when I'm rockin' Fips
I'm so out of this world, on God, sometimes I feel like I don't exist
Got me a bag and got me a crib, got me a bag and copped me some drip
I'm so out of this world, on God, sometimes I feel like I don't exist
Yeah, need no assist, they say "How you doin'?" when I'm rockin' Fips
I'm so out of this world, on God, sometimes I feel like I don't exist
Got me a bag and got me a crib, got me a bag and copped me some drip
I'm so out of this world, on God, sometimes I feel like I don't exist

Wait, hold up, where'd you get your source? That shit was cap
Did you really fall for all these traps?
Gettin' loose cheese but I ain't no rat
Like, wait, that's just redundant, yeah
I get my cash in abundance, you need a feat' then you offer me something
I will not be at the party, the function
'Cause I'm, yeah, busy makin' all of these lullabies
When I'm on Silo, all I see is butterflies
You are not family, kin of mine
I need the dough, I need cartoonish dollar signs
That's what I want, in the meanwhile, I'ma be smilin' with teeth
Yeah, this is what you see in dreams, wild
I cannot let them be mean
Blunt to the face, now I don't wanna drive, I'll let my homies do it
Fall for the queso, might do the dash while all my brothers coolin'
Why you asking shit that's already known, I don't wanna talk about
Hold that information, keep my name up out your mouth

Yeah, need no assist, they say "How you doin'?" when I'm rockin' Fips
I'm so out of this world, on God, sometimes I feel like I don't exist
Got me a bag and got me a crib, got me a bag and copped me some drip
I'm so out of this world, on God, sometimes I feel like I don't exist
Yeah, need no assist, they say "How you doin'?" when I'm rockin' Fips
I'm so out of this world, on God, sometimes I feel like I don't exist
Got me a bag and got me a crib, got me a bag and copped me some drip
I'm so out of this world, on God, sometimes I feel like I don't exist