Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lose My Mind, artist - Waka Flocka Flame. Date of issue: 01.02.2016
Song language: English
Lose My Mind |
| I’ma lose my fucking mind |
| If you touch one of mine |
| All dese bitches snortin' lines |
| I’ma lose my fucking mind |
| If you touch one of mine |
| White bitches snortin' lines |
| Hunned bands for my time |
| Quarter mil on the line |
| Quarter mil for my time |
| Everywhere like Wi-Fi |
| Don’t go nowhere without my .5 |
| We can shoot it out or fight |
| Those my brothers, better not touch 'em |
| If you do, I might bust 'em |
| For that sack, I might rush 'em |
| Know that pink ain’t robotussin |
| Drink muddy, yeah it’s dirty |
| White hoes snortin' and fuckin' |
| Blunt to the face, headbuttin' |
| Colorado, Denver Nugget |
| You got that work, we extortion nigga |
| Put the bud in the hood and endorse my niggas |
| I’m from Riverdale I was a magician |
| I get 'em gone soon as they get in |
| Never had a role model just me and my niggas |
| Extendo’s on the pistol |
| I remember havin' four dollas |
| And everybody starvin' |
| Had to split McChickens |
| Young nigga rich, go run to McDonald’s |
| I’m servin' McChickens |
| Rollie my wrist |
| Red bottoms my bitches |
| Black body my Bentley |
| No suit and tie, handle my business |
| And the same niggas still with me |
| In the same hood, on the same block |
| With the same niggas in the trenches |
| I’ma lose my fucking mind |
| If you touch one of mine |
| All dese bitches snortin' lines |
| I’ma lose my fucking mind |
| If you touch one of mine |
| White bitches snortin' lines |
| Hunned bands for my time |
| Quarter mil on the line |
| Quarter mil for my time |
| Coolin' with my slimes |
| I’ma lose my fuckin' mind |
| I wish I could press rewind |
| Sixty thousand on my time |
| Rollie on my wrist gon' shine |
| Stare too long, you might go blind |
| Every seen a real nigga on the Forbes list haan? |
| Back to back Porsches on my horse shit |
| Ever count a hundred thousand dollars like «Oh shit» |
| Ashy white bricks, know I hit it with the lotion |
| I swear I really came from nothin' nigga |
| Clayton County I was thuggin' nigga |
| Got my name, I was bussin' niggas |
| It’s defensive shots it ain’t nothing nigga |
| Broad day out in public nigga |
| You ain’t day one I ain’t fuckin' with ya |
| You a sweet lick, you a sucker nigga |
| See me out in traffic tryna duck a nigga |
| I go Slim Dunkin on these niggas |
| Love every one of my niggas |
| Fuck with 'em I swear I be gunnin' at niggas |
| Ain’t worried bout none of you niggas, I swear |
| I’ma lose my fucking mind |
| If you touch one of mine |
| All dese bitches snortin' lines |
| I’ma lose my fucking mind |
| If you touch one of mine |
| White bitches snortin' lines |
| Hunned bands for my time |
| Quarter mil on the line |
| Quarter mil for my time |