French Montana - Black Out lyrics

Fuck the baddest bitch, make 'em tap out
Woke up in the spot, two hundred racks out
Still got millions in the trap house
(stash house)
Mix the pills and liquor 'til we black out

My driveway cost a couple
Million just in cars that loud weight
I just drop some chicken in that hole
Fly by you in that brand
New Tesla like a shark ménage à
I just had a threesome with your broad
I got to the show
Ayy and I know they want me to rock out
I was tryna listen to your problem, marijuana
I'ma wash my jewelry, all my rocks
Are ready to pop y'all, ayy

Shout out to the trill niggas
Millions in the crack house
Shout out to my niggas keeping
Millions in the stash house
Know we fucking all the baddest bitches
Make 'em tap out
Mixing al the pills with the
Liquor 'til we black out
Livin' so marvelous, we ready to smoke
I think I'm a gangsta, I'm Jeffrey, I'm Sosa
I came out the 'Nolia, huh
I ride with my brodie, huh
We leavin' 'em cozy, huh
'Cause they thinking they know me, huh
Man that donkey made me black out
All the millions, man, we black out
All the cars, man, black out
All that work, made we black out
Brand new old lady sittin' beside me
I was 11 years old, then
I turned 13, mothafuck 12, nigga

My driveway cost a couple
Million just in cars that loud weight
I just drop some chicken in that hole
Fly by you in that brand
New Tesla like a shark ménage à
I just had a threesome with your broad
I got to the show
Ayy and I know they want me to rock out
I was tryna listen to your problem, marijuana
I'ma wash my jewelry, all my rocks
Are ready to pop y'all, ayy

Fuck the baddest bitch, make 'em tap out
Woke up in the spot, two hundred racks out
Still got millions in the trap house
(stash house)
Mix the pills and liquor 'til we black out
Okay, get it
Hop up out the mothafuckin' Bentley with a
Big ol' pistol on my side
I don't want nathan with none of y'all, bro
Y'all all gon' die
All these niggas think I'm gay 'cause
The way I wear my trousers
Man, we scrambled to the third
Money and the power, nigga
Needle hit ya nerve
Make millions on the curb
We live like gangs, rich and famous
Rock star tints black, duckin' cages
Yellow diamonds on me like a baby ducky
I just want your head, like a fuckin' monkey
I tried to make her ass look
Fat and poked the back out
See me walk up in the spot, hundred racks out

My driveway cost a couple
Million just in cars that loud weight
I just drop some chicken in that hole
Fly by you in that brand
New Tesla like a shark ménage à
I just had a threesome with your broad
I got to the show
Ayy and I know they want me to rock out
I was tryna listen to your problem, marijuana
I'ma wash my jewelry, all my rocks
Are ready to pop y'all, ayy

Fuck the baddest bitch, make 'em tap out
Woke up in the spot, two hundred racks out
Still got millions in the trap house
Mixing all the pills with the
Liquor 'til we black out i got to the show
Ayy and I know they want me to rock out
I was tryna listen to your problem, marijuana
I'ma wash my jewelry, all my rocks
Are ready to pop y'all, ayy