BLACKOUT lyrics

[Intro]
So it's either top or I'm out of here

[Verse]
Pop a Perc' and I black out
f*ck it, I'm blowing her back out
WWE if she f*ckin' with me
Put the pus*y on SmackDown, gang, gang, gang, gang
And this not a trap house
I'm in a condo, you know I'm up now
I don't know how to use a computer
But trust me, b*tch, I bring the MAC out, gang, gang, gang, gang
I'm with an e-girl, this not an e-date
I pop these pills, fall asleep for like three days
Up all night on a motherf*ckin' school day
Cheese on my head like I'm playin' for Green Bay
I fell asleep on September first
Wake me up at the end of the month, no Green Day
Turn that blick sideways, let it rip like a f*cking Beyblade
I just got back from Paris, watch my money go up off a f*ckin' exchange rate
I don't claim gang, but I got two di*ks on me every goddamn day, ayy, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
That's seven days a week, you pus*y n*ggas weak
And I'm 'bout to feast, b*tch give me brain like a geek
Freeze, police
b*tch, I ain't stopping for sh*t
You gon' have to shoot me, on God
I got an Uzi, extended the clip
Now that sh*t is tall, Lil Uzi
Choke the sh*t out a b*tch, look at her neck
Those are not hickeys, they bruises
Look at my bag, it's Louis
I get more neck than a motherf*ckin' crewneck, on God
My numbers went up, how he do that?
I'm on your block making noise like a jazz band, ba-na-na-na-na (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Paint my nails and b*tch-smack the p*ss out a n*gga
He thought I was soft, why? Whip Megatron
This b*tch suck my di*k when she heard what it cost, on God
Blicky and Becky at prom
She shake her ass on my motherf*ckin' Glock
Um, pause, I got the sauce
Stand on my money, I look like The Rock, gang
[Outro]
Let me hear that sh*t one time