Black

Everyone's talking yip-yap, yip-yap
Hard to stand up with a knife in your back
Tongue like a gun, rat-a-tat-tat-tat
I'm gonna get high 'til it all turns black

Hurt people, hurt people tit-tat, tit-tat
Sell your brother out for a kickback
Standing ovation clap-clap-clap-clap
I'm gonna get high 'til it all turns black
Black-ck-ck-ck-ck-ck
Black-ck-ck-ck-ck-ck

'Til it all turns black (oh my)
'Til it all turns black (oh, oh)
Oh, my
For all of you looking for that next big number
Here's another feel good hit of the summer

I don't even need you, I barely need myself
Watch it all burn up 'til there's nothing else
Watch it all light up, pacing forth and back
I'm gonna get high 'til it all turns black
Black-ck-ck-ck-ck-ck

'Til it all turns black (oh, oh)
'Til it all turns black (oh, oh)
Oh, my
For all of you looking for that next big number
Here's your fucking feel good hit of the summer

Everybody talking yip-yap, yip-yap
About to get high

'Til it all turns black (oh, oh)
'Til it all turns black (oh, oh)
Oh, my
'Til it all turns black
'Til it all turns black (oh, oh)
Oh, my
For all of you looking for that next big number
Here's your fucking feel good hit of the summer



Credits
Writer(s): Landon Milbourn, Tyler Baker, Jarrod M Ingram, Blake Hubbard, Brandon Quakenbush
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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