Out My Brain by Kid Cansado Lyrics
Got that Carr like I'm Xeno
And my homies stack up Fuego
Gotta get it out my brain, hoe
Gotta get it out my brain, hoe
Feel like Lil Yachty
Got a b*tch and feel like a g, gotti
I don't want to, Kid Cudi
I will not get good, shawty
Feeling so real, yeah, I'm feeling free, out my bag
I won't get a Gucci bag
But then, I might innovate, look out, boi, I feel like bragging!
Supreme, I might pick up, right, I ain't finna boast or brag, but I feel like every time I walk out my door they like, "Hey, are you okay?", like Taylor - I'm that tailor-made and I feel like that, ay, ay!
Got that Carr like I'm Xeno
And my homies stack up Fuego
Gotta get it out my brain, hoe
Gotta get it out my brain, hoe
Feel like Lil Yachty
Got a b*tch and feel like a g, gotti
I don't want to, Kid Cudi
I will not get good, shawty
Feeling so real, yeah, I'm feeling free, out my bag
I won't get a Gucci bag
But then, I might innovate, look out, boi, I feel like bragging!
Supreme, I might pick up, right, I ain't finna boast or brag, but I feel like every time I walk out my door they like, "Hey, are you okay?", like Taylor - I'm that tailor-made and I feel like that, ay, ay!
And my homies stack up Fuego
Gotta get it out my brain, hoe
Gotta get it out my brain, hoe
Feel like Lil Yachty
Got a b*tch and feel like a g, gotti
I don't want to, Kid Cudi
I will not get good, shawty
Feeling so real, yeah, I'm feeling free, out my bag
I won't get a Gucci bag
But then, I might innovate, look out, boi, I feel like bragging!
Supreme, I might pick up, right, I ain't finna boast or brag, but I feel like every time I walk out my door they like, "Hey, are you okay?", like Taylor - I'm that tailor-made and I feel like that, ay, ay!
Got that Carr like I'm Xeno
And my homies stack up Fuego
Gotta get it out my brain, hoe
Gotta get it out my brain, hoe
Feel like Lil Yachty
Got a b*tch and feel like a g, gotti
I don't want to, Kid Cudi
I will not get good, shawty
Feeling so real, yeah, I'm feeling free, out my bag
I won't get a Gucci bag
But then, I might innovate, look out, boi, I feel like bragging!
Supreme, I might pick up, right, I ain't finna boast or brag, but I feel like every time I walk out my door they like, "Hey, are you okay?", like Taylor - I'm that tailor-made and I feel like that, ay, ay!