Gil - Out Of Control Lyrics

I'm done
Can't count me out
MRE, bitch

I'm out of control
Got enough gas in the tank
I'm ready to go, I'm full on petrol
Culture is willing to snake to get on their goal
They're selling their soul
Baby I do it my way, ain't no fucking mole
I'm letting you know
I'm out of control, yeah, yeah
I'm out of control

I'm tired of people's advice
I'm tired of thinking shit twice
Yeah, I need me a breath of fresh air
'Cause I'm losing my head
All these people are on me like lice
Need to open the door
Get me the antidote
To cure me and my soul
I'ma fix my own home yuh
Homie my name is not Edison
I'ma enlighten by starting a fire
Little boy I'm back with a drummer
I'm making you dance
They're all going to die
Act up in this bitch, I'm ending the skit
Like Shaq from the free throw, I'm laying my brick
Like ads on the Tube, on fuckers I skip
Bitches is zero, they zip (bitch, ice)

I'm out of control
Got enough gas in the tank
I'm ready to go, I'm full on petrol
Culture is willing to snake to get on their goal
They're selling their soul
Baby I do it my way, ain't no fucking mole
I'm letting you know
I'm out of control, yeah, yeah
I'm out of control

Who's going to take the fall for me again?
Trust issues are flooding even with friends
Stuck on the floor, don't close the door
All of them deers, it's season of hunting
I'm packing it up, I ain't leaving you nothing
I'm popping like Justin
Like Vegas I'm stunting
Whole life in a box and I'm breaking right out
It's the end of the drought
'Cause I found a new route
Got so much money, I'm losing the count
People are talking and business is buzzing
All bitches are fucking, they're here for the clout
I'm getting the queso
Quieren cerca pero antes miraban de lejos
Me dicen, les debo
Hijos de puta me aprietan el pecho
Con esas miradas
Me dan las ganas
Mi alma oculta esta desatada
Estoy cansado de tantas mentiras

I'm out of control
Got enough gas in the tank
I'm ready to go, I'm full on petrol
Culture is willing to snake to get on their goal
They're selling their soul
Baby I do it my way, ain't no fucking mole
I'm letting you know
I'm out of control, yeah, yeah
I'm out of control

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm out of control, yeah, yeah
Red roses, purple hearts
Go