, blackout, Blackout, blackout, Blackout If you getting money, pull your cash out! (Verse 1- Kid Ink) I said I'm turned up, maxed out New money, but I just pulled a stash out
, Blackout, blackout, Blackout If you getting money, pull your cash out! (Verse 1- Kid Ink) I said I'm turned up, maxed out New money, but I just pulled a stash out
blackout, Blackout, blackout, Blackout If you getting money, pull your cash out! (Verse 1- Kid Ink) I said I'm turned up, maxed out New money, but I just pulled a stash out
, I give you my life I write it in ink or blood, nigga pass my knife I'm takin' it there even if they give me the chair I'm blacked out in the gear,
put, bros before hoes that's the way love and life goes It's a Jungle out there but I'm never Fever-in for them white hoes I love black thighs, you
my own room To bein? the only black kid in my homeroom academically gifted and followed my own rules Was runnin? the streets hey ma I?ll be home soon Was out chasin? ho?s, was out
own room To bein' the only black kid in my homeroom Academically gifted and followed my own rules Was runnin' the streets hey ma I'll be home soon Was out chasin' ho's, was out
(Kid Ink) I said its kid ink baby turn to the max like tj body tagged up like the bottom of the free way game don't like it niggas need to get a key
nappy dug out niggaz bug out with the hopes They can get theirs, but in the meantime they takin notes Here comes my kid, here comes my kid (ahhhhh) But
[Chorus] 4X [Ghostface] Yo I'm bent out three days two nights yo I'm spent out One hell of a cruise New York got they hand out Like I owe somethin
the government The man in the trench coat, badge out, laid off Says "He's got a bad cough, wants to get it paid off" Look out kid, it's somethin' you
be a bit demanding, acceptin, nothing less than the best I don't just flip shit anyone can kid, I stick the landing and stand out, amongst most so don
name Don't look at me, look at my chain Walk in the party, shut down the party then pile the hoes in the black Range All black tires, i'm the bat man
the one air, like the 23's on my sneakers And theres a lot of big critics every time the kid break another comment, Talk about the kid's Ink, F-ck yall
of a dynasty, so I told Vibe Magazine Workin' with Dr. Dre was a dream I had visions of makin' a classic, then my world turned black Like I was starin' out
about Still new to most, they still feelin' him out Things were type bland, Joey seasoned him out I'm the nicest dude out since "Reasonable Doubt" Say
