Blackout ft. Kashaga Lyrics

Hold up, wait a minute, bitch

Let me confess

I've been working way too hard but yet I never seem to rest

I've been sticking to myself and I say fuck it to the rest

All you care about is all that ice up on your chest, damn

Yea, you know I got it down

Bringing it back around

I'm with the gang, you looking at us, I know that you backing down

If I commit then you better know I'm not ever backing out

One more sip and you know that I'm blacking out

I cannot be held responsible for what I'm bout to do

I'm really bout to make another hit I got you bopping it

I hate it when I tell em that I got it, now they acting cool

Where was you when I was making tracks up out the living room, yea yea

I never take it back

I never take it back

I'm bout to go and get in my bag, yea I'm bout to make a rack

If I got a thing I want to say then I'm bout to make a track

Sorry, what you say? You were kissing ass

Wait up, hold a minute, bitch

I got some shit to prove

I came a long way from the bottom but I got nothing to lose

Top floor apartment, eye level with the moon

Next move, need a whip with the stars in the roof

The center of attention in the back of the room

When the phone rings, they gon say "they asking for you"

Plenty birds in the trap, got me acting a fool

Like McGrady, got the trap house jumping 42

Like, you wanna get embarrassed when you try me

Talking down on my name, that's a bad idea

I got homies, got my back, right behind me

Quick to jump with the blicky, we can do it right here

In my city I'm connected, I've got high speed

2020 got my vision going 20/20

Talking shit but you act cool when you're beside me

Nah, we can't make amends, we ain't buddy-buddy

If you're pouring up a cup, better fill it up

In a foreign with a foreign and she booted up

Going 90 in a 40 with the windows up

If you with me from the start then shorty you in luck

I cannot be held responsible for what I'm cooking up

I got her addicted, she blacking out cause my shit good as fuck

I'm working way too hard but I don't need to, this shit comes too easy

Y'all been going silent, they've been sleeping, watch me wake em up

Hold up, wait a minute, bitch

Let me confess

I've been working way too hard but yet I never seem to rest

I've been sticking to myself and I say fuck it to the rest

All you care about is all that ice up on your chest, damn

Yea, you know I got it down

Bringing it back around

I'm with the gang, you looking at us, I know that you backing down

If I commit then you better know I'm not ever backing out

One more sip and you know that I'm blacking out

I cannot be held responsible for what I'm bout to do

I'm really bout to make another hit I got you bopping it

I hate it when I tell em that I got it, now they acting cool

Where was you when I was making tracks up out the living room, yea yea

I never take it back

I never take it back

I'm bout to go and get in my bag, yea I'm bout to make a rack

If I got a thing I want to say then I'm bout to make a track

Sorry, what you say? You were kissing ass