BLACC OUT

(Caie, cook that shit up, man)
(Ayo, pxscu, why you slidin'?) Huh
(Bitch ass)

Look, you don't wanna see me with that ski on (don't)
Nighttime, shootin' like I'm Dion (baow)
And I walked in the door with my G on (I do)
'Cause I don't know what them niggas gon' be on (I don't)
I'm Fivio Foreign, a phenom (I am)
Took yo' bitch, give her somethin' to lean on (I will)
I record it, you seein' what she on (I did)
Post a vid' and then stream it like N3on (damn)

He ain't takin' no pictures, he shoot shit (nah)
My young steppers is smokin' on Lou Blick (baow)
You don't score for the gang, then you useless
And the mandem ain't jackin' your music
Got a demon wit' nothin' to live for (he don't)
See a opp in the spot, he gon' glitch off (he will)
When they raided my crib, it was tipped off (it was)
If they love me, then how I get snitched on? (Baow)

In New York, I be droppin' the pitchfork (damn)
When I'm goin' to Cali', I Crip walk (crip)
When I go overseas, I'm a big dog (I am)
Niggas never gon' treat me like Rick Ross (nah)

Don't ask me nothin' 'bout LA (don't ask me nothin' 'bout LA)
And nothin' 'bout Pop Smoke (nothin' 'bout Pop Smoke)
I go anywhere I want, 'cause if I'm in the spot, then I got pole (baow)
If you see a opp, let a shot go (go)
Stop dancin' like Dot, you is not bro (go)

Don't offer me none of your thottos (nah)
I'm Fivi', I already got those
Post a vid' of my grip, nigga, I'm back (baow)
And my comments like, "Fivio, drop that"
Tell Little E, he is not that, you got robbed, come get yo' rock back (damn)

I would love to tell him to stop that (stop)
Niggas hatin', I don't really watch that (I don't)
If you know me, it's already cocked back (it is)
And lil' bro wanna know where the opps at (baow)
If I had it, he woulda got shot at (baow)
Talk is tough, but I don't even buy that (baow)
I'm a stepper, like, why would you try that? (Baow)
Niggas stupid, like, where was your mind at? (Baow)

If I see him, he dyin' on contact (grrt)
I tell bro, "Turn me up where the knob at" (grrt)
I'm a thot, get me lit, I'm wit' all that (baow)
I heard Holly was snitch, what's the CarFax?
Said my name in that shit, I caught that (caught that)
Had respect for this kid, I lost that (I lost)
But we still do a hit and we off that (skrrt)
If we drillin', I'll probably wear all black (baow)

I'm with Sosa, he ready to crash out
Known for basin', he rather just max out (nah)
Nigga, soon as you see me, just back out (go)
'Cause as soon as I see you, I black out (baow)
You a baby, but you got a bad mouth (huh)
Nigga, I wanna know what them tags 'bout (I do)
I know sayin' my name get you mad clout (it do)
And I just did a show, it was packed out (it was)

I know Dio got loot for the guys (skrrt)
Get behind me, I'm doin' the dash (baow)
Hit the corner, I'm doin' 'em bad (skrrt)
And the bully got two in the stash (grrt)
(And I know Dio got loot for the guys)
(They get behind me, I'm doin' the dash)
(I hit the corner, I'm doin' 'em bad)
(They know the bully got two in the stash)

Baow, baow, baow, baow (huh)



Credits
Writer(s): Maxie Ryles, Gabriele Pascucci, Eugenio Palladino, Riccardo Caielli
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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