LightsOut Video (MV)

Walking in packing I'm trapping
Damn
Vacuume seals
Come straight outta the package
I'm praying to god
A nigga might even start fasting
If I get caught
My lawyer is good
So I get right back to the trapping

Lights out
Slime a Nigga cause it late out
So much smoke you think a vape out
Gang-banging with gang now

Me and my niggas
Me and my niggas the wave now
Surfing crowds with my chain out
Designer shades for the pain now

I'm making a difference
I needa bag for my riches
I needa ass for my bitches
I needa stack for children

I needa see a quarter milly
Ice my momma now she say it's chilly

My own mans know that shit getting risky
Police stop me now they get to the frisking

Uh

Ah
Yeah

Damn

I'm getting my bag
I wanna see a quarter Millie
Ice my chain so this shit getting chilly
Feel my pain baby more than little

Know my name
Hold more weight than the metal

I don't aim
Cause my chops hold missles

Born from pain
I'm a sicko

Baby bad
In stilettos

I get the bag
If it's triple

I Spend it fast on
Some sicko

I do the dash
If it's simple

You don't know my past it's a riddle