Lights Out
Ima push you out the way if I have to (Yeah)
I just need a beat, give a fuck what I rap to (Rap to)
Whole team drinkin', so I gotta take a sap too (Sap too)
I be getting pussy like the motherfuckin' cats do (Yeah)
From the top, so I can't come down (Come down)
In my fuckin' city, I'm the king with no crown (King wit no crown)
When i come around, on mute, no sound (Mute, no sound)
Always been lost, oh wait, I'm found
Aimin' at yo head
Aimin' at you mouth
I can do this all day like i'm from the south (From the south)
Nigga go to bed (Go to bed)
Call it lights out
I can do this all day never had a doubt
Just left but i gotta come back wit' it (Come back wit' it)
On the run but i always stay mad hidden (Stay mad hidden)
Open book yeah my story's only half written (Only half written)
Had to work for this shit but to you it's given
Don't lie, ima pull up with the stick
Got the shooters on my team and you know they don't miss
On god, she gon' blow me like a kiss
I just say what's on my mind i don't even mean to diss (Even mean to diss)
Not dumb but they play me for a fool (Play me for a fool)
If you got bands, why the fuck you go to school? (Fuck you go to school?)
And shit be gettin cold, so i gotta keep a tool (Gotta keep a tool)
And i be feellin' wavy like the ocean not a pool
Take it to the dome take it to the head (Head)
Stacking up my money i been stackin' up my bread (Bread)
I been sippin' lean nigga i been sippin' red (Lean)
Talkin' bout the homies then we boutta leave you dead
Aimin' at yo head
Aimin' at you mouth
I can do this all day like i'm from the south (From the south)
Nigga go to bed (Go to bed)
Call it lights out
I can do this all day never had a doubt
Put on for my town like you puttin' on this damn slap
We got' get the crown, any day, and that's a damn fact
This is too profound, I don't think you understand that
Stand back, we got shoot the shot and then we land that
Pull up wit' it
Sticky-icky got the bud up in it
Let it finish
Pretty picky when it comes to women
Wait a minute
Fuck a hickey, I'm just trynna hit it
Got it fitted
I swear to God that you can't resist it
I guess they'd rather look into network
That's why I'm busy trynna build a network
He be talkin' out his throat, so his neck hurt
You's a meme, go and put it on a sweatshirt
G5, J-Face, This a hit yelling, "Maday!"
Pussy niggas I'm waving, they thinking that its the nae nae
Petaluma I made it and it's straight up inside the Yay Yay
707, where we stay layed, we stay paid, so
Aimin' at yo head
Aimin' at you mouth
I can do this all day like i'm from the south (From the south)
Nigga go to bed (Go to bed)
Call it lights out
I can do this all day never had a doubt
They was hating me before now they on my side (Trynna join the team)
I don't worry bout opinion i got fuckin' pride (You can't fuck wit' me)
It's a long ass way are you down to ride (Trynna follow me)
You can't lose me now, ain't no place to hide
What's a day off? all i ever do is grind (Grind)
Workin pays off, now it is my time to shine (Shine)
Cut the hate off, ion got no fucking time (No No No)
Let's just play ball, ima drop a fuckin' dime (No)
I just need a beat, give a fuck what I rap to (Rap to)
Whole team drinkin', so I gotta take a sap too (Sap too)
I be getting pussy like the motherfuckin' cats do (Yeah)
From the top, so I can't come down (Come down)
In my fuckin' city, I'm the king with no crown (King wit no crown)
When i come around, on mute, no sound (Mute, no sound)
Always been lost, oh wait, I'm found
Aimin' at yo head
Aimin' at you mouth
I can do this all day like i'm from the south (From the south)
Nigga go to bed (Go to bed)
Call it lights out
I can do this all day never had a doubt
Just left but i gotta come back wit' it (Come back wit' it)
On the run but i always stay mad hidden (Stay mad hidden)
Open book yeah my story's only half written (Only half written)
Had to work for this shit but to you it's given
Don't lie, ima pull up with the stick
Got the shooters on my team and you know they don't miss
On god, she gon' blow me like a kiss
I just say what's on my mind i don't even mean to diss (Even mean to diss)
Not dumb but they play me for a fool (Play me for a fool)
If you got bands, why the fuck you go to school? (Fuck you go to school?)
And shit be gettin cold, so i gotta keep a tool (Gotta keep a tool)
And i be feellin' wavy like the ocean not a pool
Take it to the dome take it to the head (Head)
Stacking up my money i been stackin' up my bread (Bread)
I been sippin' lean nigga i been sippin' red (Lean)
Talkin' bout the homies then we boutta leave you dead
Aimin' at yo head
Aimin' at you mouth
I can do this all day like i'm from the south (From the south)
Nigga go to bed (Go to bed)
Call it lights out
I can do this all day never had a doubt
Put on for my town like you puttin' on this damn slap
We got' get the crown, any day, and that's a damn fact
This is too profound, I don't think you understand that
Stand back, we got shoot the shot and then we land that
Pull up wit' it
Sticky-icky got the bud up in it
Let it finish
Pretty picky when it comes to women
Wait a minute
Fuck a hickey, I'm just trynna hit it
Got it fitted
I swear to God that you can't resist it
I guess they'd rather look into network
That's why I'm busy trynna build a network
He be talkin' out his throat, so his neck hurt
You's a meme, go and put it on a sweatshirt
G5, J-Face, This a hit yelling, "Maday!"
Pussy niggas I'm waving, they thinking that its the nae nae
Petaluma I made it and it's straight up inside the Yay Yay
707, where we stay layed, we stay paid, so
Aimin' at yo head
Aimin' at you mouth
I can do this all day like i'm from the south (From the south)
Nigga go to bed (Go to bed)
Call it lights out
I can do this all day never had a doubt
They was hating me before now they on my side (Trynna join the team)
I don't worry bout opinion i got fuckin' pride (You can't fuck wit' me)
It's a long ass way are you down to ride (Trynna follow me)
You can't lose me now, ain't no place to hide
What's a day off? all i ever do is grind (Grind)
Workin pays off, now it is my time to shine (Shine)
Cut the hate off, ion got no fucking time (No No No)
Let's just play ball, ima drop a fuckin' dime (No)
Credits
Writer(s): Eulalio Restituyo
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