Blackin' Out like Chet Hanks

Uhhh Bitch Uhhh Yoo
Been here a long time
I think it's all mine
You be making them moves only online
No URL come and link with your guy
I'm writing in the studio until the ink getting dry
And be careful if your woman starts winking her eye
They shoulda told you life could change in a blink of an eye
Know the truth is hard to swallow so they drinking them lies
I felt the most alive in life when I think I would die
Uhmmm I'm finna get it all bitch
Whole team be all rich
If you be hating then please fuck you with a long dick
I'm that reminder that you better get your shit up
You'll see Lizzo doing sit ups
Before you ever see me give up
Drinking til the lights come on getting lit up
Blacking out like Chet Hanks yelling big ups
I no longer care bout looking crazy
Cus they don't wanna give you flowers til you pushing daisies

I'm on my
Ummm Ummm Ummm Ummmm
I'm on my
Ummm Ummm Ummm Ummmm
I'm on my
Ummm Ummm Ummm Ummmm
I'm on my
Ummm Ummm Ummm Ummmm
I'm on my shit
I'm on my
Ummm Ummm Ummm Ummmm
I'm on my
Ummm Ummm Ummm Ummmm
I'm on my
Ummm Ummm Ummm Ummmm
I'm on my
Ummm Ummm Ummm Ummmm
I'm on my shit

I think it's all time
You think it's small time
I be laughing at the shits that you call rhymes
Na son bruh I never took no nights off
Now women wanna flash me like I'm driving with my lights off
Come and get loose with your boy and rip they tights off
Good rap or quality silence I don't like talk
In the mirror drunk just speaking to my reflection
You ain't plug away as hard as me homie there's no connection
I'm finna get it all bro
Everything and also
I'm counting blessings like money
Y'all talking small dough
Flipped so many flows I was running out of flavors
Did so many solids I was running out of favors
Had some thick skin now it's running out of layers
Gave so many flowers that I'm running out of vases
I no longer care bout looking crazy
Cus they don't wanna give you flowers til you pushing daisies

I'm on my
Ummm Ummm Ummm Ummmm
(yeah gimme them flowers)
I'm on my
Ummm Ummm Ummm Ummmm
(yeah gimme them flowers)
I'm on my
Ummm Ummm Ummm Ummmm
(yeah gimme them flowers)
I'm on my
Ummm Ummm Ummm Ummmm
I'm on my shit
I'm on my
Ummm Ummm Ummm Ummmm
(tell em gimme them flowers)
I'm on my
Ummm Ummm Ummm Ummmm
(bitch gimme them flowers)
I'm on my
Ummm Ummm Ummm Ummmm
(uh yeah gimme them flowers)
I'm on my
Ummm Ummm Ummm Ummmm
I'm on my shit

What's the point of stacking mils
If you can't smell the daffodils
Work hard work humble
I don't brag like you rappers will
They don't show love
Probably cus they don't know love
And that is the reason that yo ass getting no love
Na I take that back cus that would make me weak as you
That's why it's nothing but positive when I speak to you
I no longer care bout looking crazy
Cus they don't wanna give you flowers til you pushing daisies