Black Out Lyrics - French Montana

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 chickens in that hole 

Fly by you in that brand new Tesla like a shark 

Ménagin', 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 

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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 all 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 chickens in that hole 

Fly by you in that brand new Tesla like a shark 

Ménagin', 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 bitches, 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 

Ménagin', 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 pills with and 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