[Hook: B.o.B]
 I’m, I’m, I’m, I’m
 I’m out of my, out of my mind
 Out of my fucking mind
 I’m, I’m
 I’m out of my, out of my mind
 Out of my mind
 I’m, I’m
 Out of my, out of my mind
 I’m, I’m, I’m
 I’m out of my, out of my mind (Mind, mind, mind, mind)
 I’m out of my fucking mind
 Out of my fucking mind (Mind, mind, mind)

[Verse 1: B.o.B]
 I’m out of my fucking mind, GG gally, oh my
 I was doing fine, once upon a time
 ‘Til my brain left and it didn’t say bye
 Don’t look at me wrong; I’m out of my mind
 Like nostrodamus and da vinci combined
 so paranoid of espionage
 I’m watching my doors and checking my blinds
 My brain is on vacation, they telling me
 And I’m bi-polar to disparity
 And I need medication, apparently
 idk 
 still i am eledgible
 for disabilities
 i am phycotic 
 but there is no remedy
 this is not figurative
 this is a literally
 these niggas go dumb
 i bring em to the mental phacility
 see man im so out there
 i slap 5's wit E.T
 i dnt need a feature
 [?]
 cuz if you feelin the same way as me
 you have got to agree
 im out of my mind 
 [Hook]

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
 What’s your name B.o.B so they callin’ you Bob?
 Stop playing, nigga, you know that I’m known for the Bob
 Couple hit songs, got you thinking you a hearthrob
 Well, this thang so good, make a nigga wanna sob (Hmm, hmm)
 You don’t need a feature?
 Nigga I’m the feature!
 You gone be the priest, and I’mma be the preacher!
 You can be the he-man, I’mma be the she-ra
 You can be the Grim, I’mma be the Reaper
 Can we pretend that airplanes in the night skies are like shooting stars?
 Well you can really need a wish right now when my goons come through and start shooting stars!
 You know I’m all about shoes and cars!
 I’m kinda drunk off Booze/Bacardi
 I told Baby when I get my new advance
 I’mma blow that motherfucker on a blue Bugatti
 You know I graduated summa cum laude
 That’s why they thinking I’m Illuminati
 And matter fact, let’s kiss and make-up
 I’ll help you escape on my blue Ducati
 Hallelujah!

[Hook]

[Interlude: B.o.B]
 I’m out of it
 I can’t seem to come out of it
 What’s going on inside my head?
 It feels like I’m being [?]
 Ladies and gentlemen, please turn it down a bit
 There is an announcement, I like to announce (It…)
 Wait, how am I’m suppose to announce this shit?

[Verse 3: B.o.B]
 i dont need a song 
 i dont a nigga 
 cuz a nigga bringin noise like an onomonopia 
 leave him in the dust all he see are my adidas 
 na na na na boo boo wouldnt wanna be ya 
 never turnin back how you think i got here 
 and im never slowin down
fuck was that a dear
if you got a problem step to the office
matter fact never mind talk to the kiosk
bioch you have no idea 
thats why they call me b-dot
been a maniac ever since i was knee-high
pretty soon im gonna need help
someone call charter maybe call FEMA
cuz i gotta be crazy or out of my mid
to have this many stacks on my visa, visa

[Hook]

[Outro: B.o.B][Repeated]
 Wait, if I’m here and you’re there?
 And if I’m here and you’re there?
 And if I’m here and you’re there?
 And if I’m here and you’re there?
 And if I’m here and you’re there?
 And if I’m here and you’re there?

[Outro: Nicki Minaj (whispering)]
 Um, yeah
 Nicki, B.o.B, ho
shh, someone might be listenin

                          Thanks to victor (again) for correcting these lyrics

                          Thanks to victor for correcting these lyrics