jptrey - OUTMYBODY Lyrics

I'm out my body (Yeah, yeah, yeah, shoot, yeah)
I'm out my body (Yeah, yeah, yeah, who? Yeah)
I'm out my body (Yeah, yeah, yeah, shoot, yeah)
I'm out my body (Yeah, yeah, yeah, you! Yeah)
This don't even feel like Trey, niggas up up out they body, niggas dying by the blade, (Nigga what? Yeah!)
I've been off a buck, and a half, to the minute (What?)
Hit you triple 3, please don't let me catch you slipping (What?)
Ever since '22, that boy been on a mission (What?)
Yeah I'm 20 years old, no I ain't worried bout forgiveness (What?)
Nigga really in his duffle, know he standing on his business
If you couldn't handle (Fah) Better step up out the kitchen (Blrt, okay)
The way that I was raised, I was told there was no limits
Dose of psilocybin, out my body for a minute (Rrr)
Feeling different (Woah)
I'm feeling wocky (Woah)
I'm feeling ocky (Woah)
I feel like Rocky (A$AP)
I need a Rihanna (Woah)
Ice slip like hockey
Won't talk about it
I'm out my body
Out my body, out my body
Out my body, out my body
I've been tryna tell you niggas, that you never gonna stop me
But you wasn't tryna hear me, now you got me sounding cocky
Dirty purple, in the potion, out my body, out my body, yeah
I feel alive on my own
I still love my people, but f*ck them niggas back at (Tss, what?)
Out my body, out my mind
I'm out my body all the time
Chrome up on my body, I'm insane
This is for the niggas that're speaking on my name
Turn your back on Trey, last place you wanna be (Woo)
F*ck up out my face, you move like the police
And I only get paranoid cause I'm the one to be
So how you supposed to win the race, you back about a G
These niggas tried to stain my bag, and thought that shit was sweet
Y'all niggas tried to steal my swag, and found out shit ain't cheap
Man, I thought niggas loyal, but they ratted for a plea
I've been searching, I've been searching, and there ain't no other 3
(Nigga talking, nigga talking, what you talmbout? Yeah)
I've been off a buck, and a half, to the minute (What?)
Hit you triple 3, please don't let me catch you slipping (What?)
Ever since '22, that boy been on a mission (What?)
Yeah I'm 20 years old, no I ain't worried bout forgiveness (What?)
Nigga really in his duffle, know he standing on his business
If you couldn't handle (Fah) Better step up out the kitchen (Blrt, okay)
The way that I was raised, I was told there was no limits (On god)
Dose of psilocybin, out my body for a minute (Rrr)