Playboy Tre - Out of My Mind lyrics

[Hook: B.o.B] I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm I'm out of my, out of my mind Out of my f**ing mind I'm, I'm out of my, out of my mind Out of my f**ing mind I'm out of my-my-my Out of my mind-mi'-mi'-mi'-mi' I'm out of my f**ing mind Out of my f**ing mind, mind [Verse 1: B.o.B] I'm out of my f**ing mind, gee, gee, golly, oh my I was doing fine, once upon a time Then my brain left and it didn't say bye Don't look at me wrong; I'm out of my mind Like Nostradamus and da Vinci combined So paranoid of espionage I'm watching my doors and checking my blinds My brain is on vacation, they telling me And I'm bi-polar to the severity And I need medication, apparently And some Electroconvulsive therapy I am a rebel, but yes, I'm so militant Still I'm illegible for disabilities I am psychotic but there is no remedy This is not figurative, this is literally If these n***as go dumb, I go to the mental facility See, man I'm so out there, I slap fives with ET I don't need a feature They don't want me to eat A La Carte when I'm on this beat If you feel the same as me, then you got to agree I'm out of my mind [Hook: B.o.B] I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm I'm out of my, out of my mind Out of my f**ing mind I'm, I'm out of my, out of my mind Out of my f**ing mind I'm out of my-my-my Out of my mind-mi'-mi'-mi'-mi' I'm out of my f**ing mind Out of my f**ing mind, mind [Verse 2: Nicki Minaj] What's your name? B.o.B? So, they calling you Bob? Stop playing, n***a, you know that I'm known for the 'Bob Couple hit songs, got you thinking you a hearthrob Well, this thang so good, make a n***a wanna sob (Hmm, hmm) You don't need a feature? n***a, I'm the feature You gon' be the priest, and I'mma be the preacher You can be the He-Man, I'mma be the She-Ra You can be the Grim, I'mma be the Reaper Can we pretend that airplanes in the night skies Are like shooting stars? Well, you gon' really need a wish right now When my goons come through and start shooting stars You know, I'm all about shoes and cars I'm kinda drunk off booze, Bacardi I told Baby when I get my new advance I'mma blow that motherf**er on a blue Bugatti You know, I graduated summa cum laude That's why they thinking I'm Illuminati And matter fact, let's kiss and make-up I'll help you escape on my blue Ducati Hallelujah! [Hook: B.o.B] I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm I'm out of my, out of my mind Out of my f**ing mind I'm, I'm out of my, out of my mind Out of my f**ing mind I'm out of my-my-my Out of my mind-mi'-mi'-mi'-mi' I'm out of my f**ing mind Out of my f**ing mind, mind [Interlude: B.o.B] I'm out of it I can't seem to come out of it What's going on inside of my head? It feels like I'm being John Malkovich Ladies and gentlemen, please tone it down a bit There is an announcement, I like to announce (It...) Wait, how am I suppose to pronounce this sh**? [Verse 3: B.o.B] I don't need a sub, I don't a speaker Cause a n***a bring the noise like an onomatopoeia Leave him in the dust, all he see is my Adidas Na na na na boo boo, wouldn't want to be ya Never turning back, how you think I got here? And I'm never slowing down, f** was that a deer? If you got a problem, step to the office Matter fact, never mind, talk to the Kiosk, bi-atch You have no idea That's why they call me B dot; been a maniac ever since I was knee-high Man, I swear to God, I'mma need help Someone call Charter; maybe call FEMA Cause I got to be crazy or outta my mind to have this many stamps on my VISA [Hook: B.o.B] I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm I'm out of my, out of my mind Out of my f**ing mind I'm, I'm out of my, out of my mind Out of my f**ing mind I'm out of my-my-my Out of my mind-mi'-mi'-mi'-mi' I'm out of my f**ing mind Out of my f**ing mind, mind [Outro: B.o.B] Wait, if I'm here and you're there? And I'm here and you're there? [repeats] (If I'm there and you're here?) And I'm here and you're there? (If I'm there and you're here?) And if I'm here and you're there? (If I'm there and you're here?) And if I'm here and you're there? [Outro: Nicki Minaj (whispering)] Yeah, you're right there, and here Um, yeah, yeah (We're outta here) Nicki, B.o.B, ho (Shh... they might be listening)