Lights Out

Yeah baby
Yeah baby
Yeah baby
Babyyyy

Lights out, lights out
I know that she wanna be mine
Lights out, lights out
I know that she wanna be mine

Lights out, lights out
Shorty she a hella fine
Lights out, lights out
Shorty better be mine

Sippin' on my sprite, yeah
Feeling all right, yeah
Baby we're all right, yeah
Baby we're all right, yeah
You left me with a broken heart
Now I'm singing fucking art
Said you want me for my heart
Only want me for my card
I got that new shorty
But I taught you she no thottie
But she hella naughty (naughty)
Whippin' in the Audi
Bitch I want my Benz, yeah
I don't want no friends, yeah
I got plenty of bands, yeah
Flexing with my mans
Peeping at my banks
Fill them in my tanks
And my money stacks
Fiendin' for the racks
My hoe she got rocks
Flexing Bentley trucks
Swerwin' give no fucks
Now she want me back
Hit her from the back
Henney in the back
My old hoe a wack
Now my money long
Singing this song
I could go on
Swear I'm still strong

Lights out, lights out
I know that she wanna be mine
Lights out, lights out
I know that she wanna be mine

I might be high
I might be stoned
But when she looks into my eyes
Everything feels right
Whippin' my Bugatti
I'll pull up with my shorty
Drink 40
She naughty
Got money like a Saudi

Bro I think we're ready
Yeah I think we're ready
Pull up in a chevy
Pull up in a chevy
Ballin' like I'm cheddy
Ballin' like I'm cheddy
Bitch you can't compare me
Bitch you can't compare me
Crying in the club
Yeah baby
Now you better turn this bitch up
Yeah you better turn this bitch up

Lights out, lights out
I know that she wanna be mine
Lights out, lights out
I know that she wanna be mine

Lights out, lights out
Shorty she a hella fine
Lights out, lights out
Shorty better be mine

Lights out, lights out
I know that she wanna be mine
Lights out, lights out
I know that she wanna be mine

Lights out, lights out
Shorty she a hella fine
Lights out, lights out
Shorty better be mine



Credits
Writer(s): Tristan Alexander
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