Jarren Benton, Joey Nato & Crypt - BLACKOUT lyrics

I've been known to knock the
Block off a body, yes
It's a fetish
Knowin' you'd step up to me
That's a bad place to be headed
If you draw your arms on me
Just know that you're gone
Homie
You gon' get met with the end and
That's all that your arm a gettin'
(Armageddon)
Look at me actin' all rough, it's ironic
That people call me a dick
'cause I don't even give a fuck
(Haha)
But if you're feelin' froggy, jump
I done told you once
(What?)
You'll be losin' yo' mind every
Time that I bust
(Bah, bah, bah, bah)


Only thing that I lose is my temper, dawg
You be losin' everything that you produced
Like you menopause
All these men'll pause when I spit a bar
And they treat that bar
Like a band-aid the way they rip it off, uh
Bark three times and I'll [?]
(*Bark, bark, bark*) [?] the way
They listen, dawg, get it
Dawg?
You's a bitch, it's common sense
So suck a dick 'fore I get pissed
Call me 50 Cent the way I pimp 'em all
(Hey) I got a baddie on my side
And I know she's ride or die
Little fatty in them jeans and I
Got my hand in 'em
You be chatting online
So take a peak outside
And when you look at those guys
You can know that I sent 'em
(Haha)
Compare me to a broken computer 'cause
I ain't got no trouble shootin'
I can prove it
But you don't really want me to do it
Rap is a class that I was studyin' to no end
But rap is a class that you ain't been to
You truant

I just pulled up
(Yeah) , it's a gold rush (Yeah)
If you put me on a record
I'ma blackout on it
And she know what
(What?) , I'ma soak up (Uh)
Swimmin' in it when I hit it
I'ma blackout on it
I'm like "Hold up"
(Yeah) , we gon' pour up (Yeah)
'Cause I'ma take a dozen shots
Until I blackout on it
(Ugh)
To all you pussy motherfuckers that think
That you can fuck wit' us
I advise you to leave before
We 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭
(Yeah, grrt)

I blackout like [?]
I hope you're prepared for death
These bars cut up like "Where's his neck?"
(Yeah)
Y'all pussy
I'm lookin' like "Where's the threat?"
Been out here ten years plus, nigga
Where the respect?
(Ace)
A lot of snakes in the yard
I'm like "Where do I step?"
I blow the fuckin' lawn up
There's not a area left
(Brrah)
Better bring a whole army
I will bury your best
(Brrt)
When there's casualties aboard
You gotta carry regrets
(Ha)
Been a rocky road so, Lord
Don't let us regress
Gotta keep it distant from niggas
To settle for less
(Facts)
Suffer defeat? That's somethin'
I never accept
(Uh, uh)
Be at your address like- brrt
The metal get pressed
(Doo doo doo doo)
Got my first deal in Cali
Out there in the West
(Yes, son)
Rollie plain Jane
I told 'em to spread the baguettes
When they throw that pussy at you
I could spare the finesse
(Ha)
But some of these hoes be wicked
Be wearin' a hex
(Hex)
I will black out
Put the MAC inside of a rat's mouth
(Doo doo doo)
Watch his brains splatter on the wall
Then I dash out
(Skrrt)
Weathered storms
There were days when I had doubt
I won't leave out the game 'til I cash out
(Out)
Niggas chase clout but still
In their dad's house
(Facts)
They want it overnight
I tell 'em ain't no fast route
(Uh, huh)
Beware of the bully, you gon' pass out
(Yeah)
Like the face of a [?] show
I'ma black-out on it

I just pulled up
(Yeah) , it's a gold rush (Yeah)
If you put me on a record
I'ma blackout on it
And she know what
(What?) , I'ma soak up (Uh)
Swimmin' in it when I hit it
I'ma blackout on it
I'm like "Hold up"
(Yeah) , we gon' pour up (Yeah)
'Cause I'ma take a dozen shots
Until I blackout on it
(Ugh)
To all you pussy motherfuckers that think
That you can fuck wit' us
I advise you to leave before
We 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭

Goddamn, that's a tough act to follow
Oh, wait a minute, nah, fuck that, I'm Nato
You know you got no, ¿cómo te llamo?
The road in my life went from rocky to drigo
(Bree)
I hit the lotto, chick thick, Mulatto
D-IC-K got it shakin', vibrato
And I'm miles ahead
Miles dometer is on the verge
Of runnin' of of spots for the zeroes
(For the zeroes!?)
They were that fat, every little splash
I was makin' 'til I grew
Up and became Gyrados
('Came Gryados!?)
I'm gettin' paid, pal
Lookin' at my PayPal
You would think I'm European
How I'm gettin' euros
(Euros)
Every time I make a tweet and
Tell the fans I got tracks
They be like "Hell yeah
Let's hear those!"
(Ayy)
Huh.. (Nah, I'm not done)
I've been tryna get some shit corrected
Lotta chips invested
Don't try to label me
'cause I'm independent
I'm a diamond in the rough
I'm not in the pendent
If you dig what's mine though
It's a lit selection
Y'all wanna take my shine? Okay, fine
You can keep it
I'm brighter than you think I am
That's my little secret
Watts like JJ when I'm textin' bae bae
When I shoot my shot, she like to call me AK
And it's handled well, yeah
Can't you tell?
I got her all dolled up like Annabelle
I used to ask for ass and get handed Ls
Now I no longer need it like paper mail
And, ayy, for real, this a basic drill
I'm a boss motherfucker like Steve Carrell
(Woo)
And I can act out on it
(Ayy) , cash out on it (Yeah)
If I make a deal, I don't back out on it
(Haha)
They talk a lot and then I
Laugh out loud on it
Lights out, bitch, when I 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐭