Lose Your Mind

[Chorus]

If you chillin' in the club, and havin' a good time

But man he keep on talkign to ya, bout to blow ya high

Tappin on your shoulder, and ya bout to turn around

Strap that nigga, punch that nigga, then ya turn right back around

Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind

Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind

Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind

Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind

Please don't blow my high Please don't blow my high

Please don't blow my high Please don't blow my high

Please don't blow my high Please don't blow my high

Please don't blow my high Please don't blow my high

[Verse 1]

Punch that nigga, strap that nigga, POOF, begone

oh my god, guess what, my brain...its gone

Been drinkin in the VI, tryna mind my BI

these thirsty bitches round me, you done fucking dippin BI

Bout to lose my mind, go crazy crazy crazy

whole team turnin' up, screaming yay yay yay

But please don't blow my high, please dont blow my high

He be talking to my back and I don't even know this guy

[Verse 2]

Tell me what, what you want?

turn around, leave me alone

and Im tryna smoke my strong, but he wont leave me alone

so here what Imma do, lil strap do fool

I picked a bottle of this goose, and bruh just messed with my boo

[Chorus]

If you chillin' in the club, and havin' a good time

But man he keep on talkign to ya, bout to blow ya high

Tappin on your shoulder, and ya bout to turn around

Strap that nigga, punch that nigga, then ya turn right back around

Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind

Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind

Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind

Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind

[Verse 3]

Who who are you? nigga, I dont even know you

keep on talking to me, like we just cool

Keep on fucking with me, and Ali gon' act a fool

He must now know me, I got that tool on me

and fuck fame ya nigga, Im gonna my goons homie

man something must be wrong with him, quit talking Ali, gon' sang the song to him

Nigga I am crazy dawg and I'll swing on all of ya'll

So its just best to quit tryin' me dawg and get from around here dawg

[Chorus]

If you chillin' in the club, and havin' a good time

But man he keep on talkign to ya, bout to blow ya high

Tappin on your shoulder, and ya bout to turn around

Strap that nigga, punch that nigga, then ya turn right back around

Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind

Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind

Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind

Lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind, lose ya mind

[Verse 4]

Man I lost my mind, I dont know where I left it

you talking shit to me, boy you better have a weapon

mine is a Smith & Wesson, you better count your blessings

so there aint no contesting, this is what you niggas testing

So all that pushing, shoving, jumping all around

I'm a come mess with little boy, just turn it down (DJ turn it down)

So get with man, I turn around

I left that red all on his face just like a crayon

Please don't blow my high Please don't blow my high

Please don't blow my high Please don't blow my high

Please don't blow my high Please don't blow my high

Please don't blow my high Please don't blow my high