BLACKED OUT (ft. BR4CKETT)

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Shawty wanna throw it back, sitting on my lap

More up in the bag, everything go black

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Shawty wanna throw it back, sitting on my lap

More up in the bag, everything go black

 

Woke up seein’ these racks on the floor


Chains on my neck make the haters say woah


Pills in my drink, can’t see in all the smoke


Two baddies and they both wanna choke

 

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Shawty wanna throw it back, sitting on my lap

More up in the bag, everything go black

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Shawty wanna throw it back, sitting on my lap

More up in the bag, everything go black

 

Uh, blacked out on the liquor, blacked out when I pulled the trigger

Driving 105 down the freeway holding the middle finger, I was bitter

And very much drunk, now let me tell you a story from when I was a punk

I didn’t like anyone because they feared me for me being me

So I followed through with their illusion on their opinion on me

So I went around scaring these kids just because I thought it was funny and rich

But then one day somebody snitched, so then I had to pull out a switch to get out of a beating

You may call that cheating but I was fearing of ending up bleeding, I was in needing of a teaching

So I could know how to act and even as an adult, I still am a ass

Blacked out with a bottle of wine in my hand driving my car, slamming the gas

What a dumbass, then I see red and blue lights flicker, my first time getting pulled over

And it was when I wasn’t fucking sober, I took a mint and scrapped my tongue and hid the bottle

Ended up getting a warning, as soon as he pulled away I hit the throttle, I guess I didn’t learn from my mistakes

So I don’t know what it takes, will it take. Bullet in my thigh again? Well I hope not

Will it take someone taking my pen, well I pray not, I forgot what I was gonna say

Dont drink and drive like I do, load up the que, and pop a pill for something new

I wish I knew before I was blacked out, I was practically burying my own grave now

 

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Shawty wanna throw it back, sitting on my lap

More up in the bag, everything go black

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Shawty wanna throw it back, sitting on my lap

More up in the bag, everything go black

 

Woke up seein’ these racks on the floor


Chains on my neck make the haters say woah


Pills in my drink, can’t see in all the smoke


Two baddies and they both wanna choke

 

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Shawty wanna throw it back, sitting on my lap

More up in the bag, everything go black

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Shawty wanna throw it back, sitting on my lap

More up in the bag, everything go black

 

Racks on racks, I can’t even see the floor, creeping out the door

Two bad bitches boutta eat it like a chore, neck full of ice, I’m colder than the morgue

Been geekin’ off the pack, fuck what you heard, I don’t never see the back

Hundred dollar bills and she arches it like a cat, pouring syrup on her back

I don’t text back, I just leave it on read, got her legs hanging off the bed

Pour anothef line and my vision’s turning red, take off in a blacked out Benz

Versace on the lens, fucked her and her friend then I did that shit again

Money don’t stop, it just pour, still I’m coppin’ out the whole store

Poppin’ all these Xans till I can’t feel no more, don’t know who I’m looking for

When I look in the mirror, got the safe outta space and I’m still in first place


Tell her get low, make it clap on my face, racks falling like rain

Money never feel strange, hundred on my wrist, hundred more on the brain

Fuck what it cost, I don’t check no tag, got a whip I can barely drag

Shawty on my lap, she a freak in the Jag, $50 in my jeans you can feel when I sag

Plus a hundred in my sock, Dior in her lace, I got diamonds on my Glock

Two more baddies on a private plane, I’m poppin’ champagne, making it rain

 

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Shawty wanna throw it back, sitting on my lap

More up in the bag, everything go black

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Shawty wanna throw it back, sitting on my lap

More up in the bag, everything go black

 

Woke up seein’ these racks on the floor


Chains on my neck make the haters say woah


Pills in my drink, can’t see in all the smoke


Two baddies and they both wanna choke

 

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Shawty wanna throw it back, sitting on my lap

More up in the bag, everything go black

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Racks up, blacked out, don’t know where I’m at

Shawty wanna throw it back, sitting on my lap

More up in the bag, everything go black