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1borry - lost my mind lyrics

[intro: osamason]
(go—go)

[verse 1: 1borry & osamason]
look at that n+gga, like, is it a problem?
i got that glock, yeah, i’m finna solve it
hop in that sp+ceship, futurama
he doing the talking, then i grab on my llama
he do that yap’, then i’m calling osama’
he do that yap’, then i’m calling osama’
we go to war, hoe, we play with them choppas
all the way up, n0body can stop us
he flexing them jugg but, know that they is copper
he wanna beef but, he can’t show me a comma
hakuna matata, lil’ boy, i’m your father, what
i remember days, when i ain’t have sh+t
nowadays, i’m moving, being patient about a mansion
in that double o’, with double cups, it’s dj phat, b+tch
i ain’t chasing none of these hoes, they just want the cash, b+tch

i ain’t hopping on your f+cking song ’cause it’s so garbagе
clocking in and out the f+cking stu’ until i get rich
i ain’t hanging with no d+mn lame, we can’t kick sh+t
(oh) look at that n+gga, like, is it a problem?
i got that glock, yeah, i’m finna solve it
(oh) hop in that sp+ceship, futurama
he doing the talking, then i grab on my llame
(oh) he do that yap’, then i’m calling osama’
he talking down, then that boy is a goner
(oh) my pockets so fat, these b+tches like ghana (go)
[verse 2: osamason]
i gotta draco, don’t gotta llama
(oh) i’m with borry, like, is it a problem?
(oh) just one call and i’m gon’ off him
(yeah, oh) she in love and sh+t awesome
(oh) no, i do not do the offin’
(oh) and i done lost my mind, (yeah) when they put you in coffin
i’m on—, i’m on gas so i keep coughing
i pour lean, lil’ b+tch, not coughing
and do my move and (oh) he gon’ copy
and why his main hoe wanna hop in
tell—, tell ’em, man, like the gang (gang, gang)
(woah) no, i won’t let ’em pop
and—, and lil’ borry got that dirty stick (woah), tell ’em back up off me (grrah)
we take lean straight to the face
percs (oh) and xans got me in outersp+ce
and this scene don’t got no chase (oh)
and this b+tch got no taste
he gon’ run down on the boy, now this b+tch done got no face
finna pull up in this b+tch, (skrrt, skrrt) got his man, got no bae (go)

[outro: osamason]
(go, go)
(woah, woah)

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