BLACKOUT

So it's either top or I'm out of here
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 Pop a perc and I black out
 Fuckin', I'm blowing her back out
 WWE, if she fucking with me
 Put the pussy on Smack Down
 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, bitch, I bring the Mac out
 Gang, gang, gang, gang
 I'm with a e-girl, this not an e-date
 I pop these pills and I fall asleep for like three days
 Up all night on a muhfuckin' school day
 Cheese on my head like I'm playing for Green Bay
 I fell asleep on September 1st
 Wake me up at the end of the month, no Green Day
 Turn that blick sideways
 Let it rip like a fucking Beyblade
 I just got back from Paris
 Watch my money go up off the fucking exchange rate
 I don't clang gang but I got two dicks on me
 Every goddamn day, ay, gang, gang
 Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
 That's seven days a week
 You pussy niggas weak
 And I'm boutta feast
 Bitch, give me brain like a geek
 Freeze, police
 Bitch, I ain't stopping for shit
 You gonna have to shoot me on God
 I got a Uzi, extended the clip
 Now that shit is tall, Lil Uzi
 Choke the shit out a bitch, look at her neck
 Those are not hickeys, they bruises
 Look at my bag, it's Louis
 I get more neck than a mufuckin' crew neck, on God
 My numbers went up, how he do that?
 I'm on your block making noise like a jet
 I paint my nails and make them beat the piss out a nigga
 He thought I was soft, my whip Megatron
 This bitch suck my dick when she heard what it costs, on God
 Blicky, and Becky, Lebron
 She shake her ass on my fucking glock
 Um, pause, I got the sauce
 Stand on my money I look like the Rock (Gang)
 Let me hear that shit one time