lights out
[Chorus]
Talkin' black shit, designer, bih, uh
Yeah, I know they mad
I just walked up out that bitch, go ahead and threw some cash, uh
I know I'm doin' that shit right, you with her, she stay with us, huh
[Verse]
One-of-one, my Bloodpact, get that pack, I roll it up
Yeah, go and light it up, go and light that lil' shit up, yuh
Y'all smokin' on trash, swear that shit come from a bush
Yeah, we walkin' in that spot, these n***as lookin', know it's us, yeah
I put on designers 'cause they mine, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I'm sippin' on some purple, this ain't Tris', yeah, it's Wockhardt
I just land this ho from the ground, [?]
They runnin' with the swag that they stole, that shit not ours
You think you could stop us
Lil' n***a, you not hard
Rockin' like a rockstar
Every time I pop out
Every time I pop out, my n***as got them Glocks out
Like every time I pop out, I got new Rick Owen designs on
I came in that bitch, woah
That n***a havin' a issue
I just been takin' my time, stackin' shit up, racks in my denim
That bitch lookin' like mine, lookin' so fine, I'm tryna hit her
I could be up in his block, but I'm still gon' pop my shit, yuh
Top-notch bitch, I'll dress up and eat that bih for dinner
Sippin' on that codeine way too much, it fucked my liver up
Yeah, yeah, get back on my shit, I make 'em listen up
Yeah, yeah, she gon' fuck the gang, but I don't give no fuck
Yeah, yeah, just scored up on some pieces, bitch, I put 'em up
Yeah-yeah-yeah, she gon' this dick, that ho a super slut
Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck her, tap her out
Made that ho go lights-out
Yeah, uh, huh, yeah
I fuck her, tap her out, I make that ho go lights-out
I just fucked my side bih with my ice on
That bitch slimy, suckin' me, no lights on
Yeah, go ahead and pack it up and find yo' ass a way home
Yeah, I can't sign my address here, lil' bitch, I'm too gone
Yeah, I need me Balenciaga, just to cry on
Yeah, every time that bih get bored, she clean my dime up, yeah
[Chorus]
Talkin' black shit, designer, bih, uh
Yeah, I know they mad
I just walked up out that bitch, go ahead and threw some cash, uh
I know I'm doin' that shit right, you with her, she stay with us, huh
Talkin' black shit, designer, bih, uh
Yeah, I know they mad
I just walked up out that bitch, go ahead and threw some cash, uh
I know I'm doin' that shit right, you with her, she stay with us, huh
[Verse]
One-of-one, my Bloodpact, get that pack, I roll it up
Yeah, go and light it up, go and light that lil' shit up, yuh
Y'all smokin' on trash, swear that shit come from a bush
Yeah, we walkin' in that spot, these n***as lookin', know it's us, yeah
I put on designers 'cause they mine, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I'm sippin' on some purple, this ain't Tris', yeah, it's Wockhardt
I just land this ho from the ground, [?]
They runnin' with the swag that they stole, that shit not ours
You think you could stop us
Lil' n***a, you not hard
Rockin' like a rockstar
Every time I pop out
Every time I pop out, my n***as got them Glocks out
Like every time I pop out, I got new Rick Owen designs on
I came in that bitch, woah
That n***a havin' a issue
I just been takin' my time, stackin' shit up, racks in my denim
That bitch lookin' like mine, lookin' so fine, I'm tryna hit her
I could be up in his block, but I'm still gon' pop my shit, yuh
Top-notch bitch, I'll dress up and eat that bih for dinner
Sippin' on that codeine way too much, it fucked my liver up
Yeah, yeah, get back on my shit, I make 'em listen up
Yeah, yeah, she gon' fuck the gang, but I don't give no fuck
Yeah, yeah, just scored up on some pieces, bitch, I put 'em up
Yeah-yeah-yeah, she gon' this dick, that ho a super slut
Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck her, tap her out
Made that ho go lights-out
Yeah, uh, huh, yeah
I fuck her, tap her out, I make that ho go lights-out
I just fucked my side bih with my ice on
That bitch slimy, suckin' me, no lights on
Yeah, go ahead and pack it up and find yo' ass a way home
Yeah, I can't sign my address here, lil' bitch, I'm too gone
Yeah, I need me Balenciaga, just to cry on
Yeah, every time that bih get bored, she clean my dime up, yeah
[Chorus]
Talkin' black shit, designer, bih, uh
Yeah, I know they mad
I just walked up out that bitch, go ahead and threw some cash, uh
I know I'm doin' that shit right, you with her, she stay with us, huh