Blackout drunk (whatcha sayin boy)
Blackout drunk (whatcha sayin boy)
Blackout drunk man I can't get up
You can call my number but I ain't pick up
Didn't mean to bail but I'm way too fucked
Thought I was fine but there's too much in my cup
Want my sugar 4 lumps she excited she gon jump
Undercover under covers she just grabbed my gun
Suicide but she never dies she cums yeah I'm
Blackout drunk (whatcha sayin boy)
Blackout drunk (whatcha sayin boy)
Blackout drunk I'm in all black trunks
Black suit and tie and I'm back with some rum
Back with the flow and I'm back with the funk
Tactical sights on the bang of the drum
Chick way back and I hit it in the trunk
Of a black Cadillac listening to 6lack
With a pack full of cigs and a pack full of booze
Back with the rhymes and I'm back in the booth
Ring the alarm and I'm hitting the snooze
Nicki Minaj on the radio tuned
In a menage with a girl blowing fumes
Playing my joint while I rolled her two
She want the milk well I am that dude (doodh)
She want the bass well I play that groove
Get out my way if you can't make moves
Get out my face if you're acting a fool
Too many shots with the homies
I got it locked yeah they know me
We gonna turn up in old beams
Cheap ass alc that's holy
I am the one like I'm Obi
Too many shots too many shots
Well now ya'll know me I'm
Blackout drunk (whatcha sayin boy)
Blackout drunk (whatcha sayin boy)