get out (ft. K2G)

Chorus (Me):

 

I want you out of my head

 

And out of my bed

 

I wanna go fake my death

 

'Cause I got regrets

 

So please get out of my head

 

(Out of my head) Yeah

 

 

 

Verse 1 (K2G, yes he's black):

 

Niggas think I'm from Teen Titans, but none of us even united

 

I'm fucking your bitch when y'all fighting

 

Can't fuck no damn bitch on no island

 

Feel like I'm like Mitch, walls with them writings

 

And now everybody quiet, all I hear is silence

 

Fucked up when I'm writing, do it all for science

 

Me and my niggas made an alliance, my money be giant

 

Leave my mama frightened, striking like that lightning

 

I ain't got no license, still I'm fucking driving

 

Bought my bitch some diamonds, bought my dad a lion

 

These niggas ain't sliding, these niggas ain't riding

 

Made my grandmama enlightened, my senses be heightened

 

Got my Spidey Sense and a viking, I was trailin' on them horizons

 

Me and my niggas we gon' rule like we tyrants

 

You can see that nigga's grip slowly tighten

 

Got my MAC 10, it's made to frighten

 

Me and my niggas gon' beat yo' ass like Mike Tyson

 

I ain't no Teen Titan, bitch, she wet like Poseidon

 

Wet like a tsunami, I can be her trident, huh

 

These niggas know love's a rare sighting

 

(In my world) I don't really like him, I don't like this

 

In fact, I despise it, gave you everything tailed to your likings

 

(You went) You went and stabbed me in the back, in this crisis

 

Love comes with prices, I stole yo' devices

 

The sun barely rising, bitch, do what I say like Simon

 

Me and my niggas don't like Brian, we don't care 'bout the pricing

 

Fucking that bitch, her ex-bitch was Ivan, shit comes with vices, oh

 

I'm with my niggas, my bitch named Isis, woah

 

You can hear them sirens, grab my knife, start slicin' and dicin'

 

These hoes like they food, that shit's just the icing

 

And you know her love enticing, she just need to ripen

 

She be on my dick, I mark it with hyphens

 

I fuck nobody, but y'all still need to liven

 

My career just makes me a wise bitch on that wise shit

 

Fuck you talkin' 'bout, my nigga? I ain't on no nice shit

 

Fuck kindness, fuck bein' righteous, turn down that brightness

 

Fuck up my iris, he got hepatitis, I'm pious, niggas biased

 

Give 'em arthritis, Linus turned to Minus, fuck Cyprus

 

Elijah think he priceless? He ain't even timeless

 

Your Highness, I left him lifeless, no time for politeness

 

I spent all my time with (you) you, yeah, gold like Midas

 

I don't need guidance, these niggas spineless

 

Fuck niceness, I leave hoes lightless, I leave 'em sightless

 

Me and my niggas leave 'em silent, with the shit I'm providin'

 

My love I'm supplying, I fucked yo' clients

 

And me and my niggas be riding, no need for guiding, we was already guided

 

Fuck compliance, why you hiding? Just decide it

 

Your reliance on me is (terrible), so suffer in silence

 

Always defiant, always showin' defiance, fuck law-abiding

 

Citizens, me and my niggas grins widen when we stride in

 

Just striding and bring the pride in, subsiding

 

You and your niggas know she be my bitch

 

 

 

Chorus (Me):

 

I want you out of my head

 

And out of my bed

 

I wanna go fake my death

 

'Cause I got regrets

 

So please get out of my head

 

(Out of my head) Yeah

 

 

 

Verse 2 (Me):

 

What the hell happened to Minaj?

 

I get that money, these hoes brainwashed

 

This shit be funny, but at what cost?

 

She say she love me, but I'm already lost

 

I fucked her mommy, got her socked

 

Now she try to clock me, I ain't clocked

 

She done shot me but I still ain't shot

 

Kicks like karate and I'ma make that bitch rot

 

Feel like my mommy too bad she gone

 

Don't really know what these hoes be on

 

Fucked your bitch and took her to Saint Laurent

 

I 'on't really care 'bout no one, nah-nah

 

And you's a ho, same for yo' mom

 

I can't trust no bitch but I'll stay calm

 

I got all the raps like I'm the bomb

 

Fucking on her body, whole world in my palms

 

And she think she be the Don? You know I ain't no Talking Tom

 

And these hoes wear them pom poms

 

Got the ROM, go to eatmydick.com (don't please)

 

All my bitches really hot, we just doin' what we was taught

 

We shot his ass right on the spot, no second thoughts

 

'Cause the pain he brought was inevitable, either die or get caught

 

You ought to figure out why we shoot a lot

 

'Cause on these streets 'n' blocks shit gets hot

 

And messy 'n' bloody real quick, cops be an afterthought

 

So fuck the cops, tryna steal my crops, these guns I bought

 

From the damn gun shop, thought I forgot?

 

Why go eavesdrop? These hoes got a plot, I'ma connect the dots

 

Got my heart in knots, swear these hoes be bots

 

I hop in the yacht, make that boy's blood clot

 

Put that baby in his cot, put my money in the slot

 

These hoes be fucking distraught, onslaught

 

Of pain and misery, bitch, go ahead, call SWAT

 

We don't give a fuck, bitch, we astronauts

 

We don't give a fuck, bitch, we got it in the pot

 

Because y'all hoes know we shoot up the restaurant

 

Fuck around catch a case and fucking walk

 

Why you fucking talk? These hoes be fucking taut

 

Fucked that bitch, ate Mott's, money on me when I trot

 

She gon' call me, can you not? With her mommy, Microsoft

 

And you know damn well I ain't Jack Frost

 

I'm just with my gang, pumpin' exhaust

 

There are some lines you've done crossed (ayy-ayy)

 

Hope you know yo' ass be washed (every day-ay)

 

Fuck being soft, remember the Holocaust?

 

Bitch, why he gettin' glazed? Her lips be glossed

 

Beef we tried to squash, didn't work out, we gon' kill his ass like his ma'

 

Now I can't trust nobody not even my pa'

 

Dentist told me to floss, I'ma call the shots, bitch I am the Boss

 

Fuck Rick Ross, got the measuring pots, act sick and then fake cough

 

On my dick, it makes me scoff, hope you know you can fuck off

 

Money on me 'fore his ass gets clocked

 

'Fore everyone gets shocked, call the cops, call 'em all

 

We 'on't care, we gon' ball, no I'm not, door unlocked

 

We don't knock, bodies get dropped 'n' chopped

 

No time to talk, can never stop, got all exits blocked

 

We topped his top, yeah, he can kick rocks

 

Rocked the baby 'fore the baby gets popped

 

These hoes can't opt out 'cause my gun be cocked

 

We stocked, propped, now his face be cropped

 

Out the picture, when he die, he gon' be mocked

 

Face on a t-shirt, he brought his jocks, now they flocked

 

They flopped so bad, with this jewelry I copped

 

And you bitches know the blood gon' get mopped

 

After I'm done wit' y'all, y'all gon' get swapped

 

And replaced for someone else who isn't a flop, ayy

 

 

 

Chorus (Me):

 

I want you out of my head

 

And out of my bed

 

I wanna go fake my death

 

'Cause I got regrets

 

So please get out of my head

 

(Out of my head) Yeah