Lights Out

Stunna shades on

Gettin' geechi, smoove steppin' with my jays on (Talk to 'em, ****)

This shit rock cause my wave on

It's the bishop makin' bitches get they praise on

Hoes say hallelu', I'ma bless you 'fore the day's gone

Make it hot, strut the block and cut your Waze on

Navigator stealth

I maneuver like I'm Frank White

Louis belt, mackin' hoes up on the late night

Chuch is on the move, I'ma say what's up to Don Juan

In the kitchen, whippin' pimpin' like it's wonton

And I got three cellies, hit my lines up

This one's for you hatin'-ass ****, get your dimes up (What you sayin', ****?)

Lights out, lights out

Iced out, iced out

Mics out, we gon' bring them bands in, bands in

Lights out, lights out

Iced out, iced out

Mic's out

We gon' get these damn wins, damn wins

Lights out, lights out

Iced out, iced out

Mics out, mic's out

We gon' bring them bands in, bands in

Lights out, lights out

Iced out, iced out

Mic's out, mic's out

We gon' get these damn wins, damn wins

Summertime fresh

Mackin' early in the morning, what's the time check?

I got bitches gettin' busy 'fore the dawn break

Steak and eggs, whippin' shit up 'fore the dawn wake

Come on, tally-ho

Have my money by that pay phone

Do the dash, middle fingers, cross the state zone

I'm sippin' Pinot

I got this shit on mad lock

Slidin' with three hoes, organic, ain't no ass shots