Lights Out

Lights out come and pull up we can fight now
With all that online talk you can't type now
Little boy getting mad don't get hype now
U ain't say it when u was in my face better pipe down

Peter piper griped the sniper to kill all of you haters
All desires blocked outsiders to cut off all of you fakers
I'm Finna serve it to you like a waiter mmm yeah
If a dude run up he get cut like a taper

I'm so systematic
Got you in the attic
You can feel this shock hit you with the static
Come here sit down lets get diplomatic
Hit you with the AK lets get automatic
And I know my bars too cold flow be acrobatic
You didn't see this coming cause I'm so erratic
I can go all day cause I'm so fantastic
And I get what I want instamatic aye

Call up my homie like where the AK be
When we talking real beef what do JK mean
You know I count them blue checks so I keep that green
I don't really like drugs so you can keep that lean hold it

You must think I'm insane
You always say that your not scared and then you hide like your bane
I am not scared to diss you and for me there's no issue
And you still wouldn't even fight me cause you weak as some tissue now what's the issue

I think I'm really starting to feel it aye
You gave me the contract so it's time to kill it aye
I don't ever screw it in You know I gotta drill it aye
I go full throttle so there is never time to heal it aye

Let me be the demonstrator for all of you alligators
Your all wave skaters and manipulators
You cannot be me you impersonator
So now it's time to call me the exterminator
Cause I'm killing you bugs
You look-a-like slugs
You wannabe thugs need to stay off the drugs
If you really wanna get mad we can go to the back and handle this and put on them gloves

Imma big boy but no man
Little boy hate on me but I know he's a Stan
I can see into the future but for you there's no plan
When I said it time to fight i turned around and you ran aye

I ain't got no time to waste
I'm only here to make my mark and let it stay like some paste
And if you think that this is every thing it only a taste
And if you become a blockade just know you can be replaced aye

Lights out come and pull up we can fight now
With all that online talk you can't type now
Little boy getting mad don't get hype now
U ain't say it when u was in my face better pipe down

Lights out come and pull up we can fight now
With all that online talk you can't type now
Little boy getting mad don't get hype now
U ain't say it when u was in my face better pipe down



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Writer(s): Marquaveon Mckinney
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