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TonyMarss - Blackout Lyrics



TonyMarss - Blackout Lyrics
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I been moving and stacking
Been plotting bout takin the game over
Tony monopoly
Been coppin my Os, smoking halves at a time
Yo remember when I used to cop a G
Don't look for ya girl she on top of me
Niggas cannot match or cop from me
Imma definite nigga, no probably
Always roll deep the whole squad with me
I told y'all niggas from the jump like 2k15
Screaming ain't no one stopping me
Now they feelin me, they used to hate on the kid
Now these niggas bitches start to plot on me
Dont nobody belong to me, stay to myself sometimes
So bitch do not bother me
But ya girl hit me up, tryna f*ck, so I hit from the back Felt it in her esophagus
If I ever go 2 days from rapping sometimes I be thinking that something is wrong wit me
I stay on my steady shit, never gon let nobody eat off me, they don't belong wit me
I be on the dolo, fa sho tho, when they want a favor the time they gon talk to me
These mfs, man they know they ain't right they swear ion know what the problem is
Ain't nobody been hittin my phone up to check on me, so I know
These niggas mad at me
Blackout my whole fit you niggas is dead to me, all ya bullshit to the back of me
Ain't nobody 100 I prolly could measure ya realness lookin at ya battery
Black out a whole nigga fit y'all niggas dead to the kid
I ain't never had time for a hater, a rider or nobody
I think it's a waste to me
I done been crossed by so many niggas I'm living assuming that everyone fake to me
I done flexed on some many mfs I had to calm down
I was moving too angrily
It's them same mfs that notice the difference, hop on my dick when i change again
But I get the bag regardless
And the whole fit lookin flossy
These shawtys birds they flockin
Diamonds Dancing milly rockin
Why all these niggas be starting
Lock-in the game like a warden
Stackin the money I'm hording
Tonymarss send ya bitch in orbit
Everybody been hittin my phone up to flex wit me
That mean they plotting the best of me
It's funny the only time they wanna check on me is when I just got the check on me
Hollup I just gotta text
Here go these niggas again
Loyalty always in questioning, alone when you broke, when y'all not you the best of friends
I'm just workin and writing my pockets is comin real fat like rasputia (Norbit)
Imma get me a freak, now we making a movie just like Kama sutra (Horny)
Versace Versace, my belt gold and got a Medusa (Foreign)
Plotting on shawtys I only like ones with a future (Boring)
Black out my whole damn fit
Just so you look at my wrist
Look like I just hit a lick
Knockout these niggas like hit
Stunting again wit no limit
Painting a picture it's pretty
Ion get mad I flex on these niggas
In the lab like I'm dex on you niggas
Ain't nobody been hittin my phone up to check on me so I know these niggas mad at me
Don't call me up ask me if I got the pack wit me, you cannot Smoke and or match wit me
You tryna compete where you do not compare
Now you tryna go tick for tack wit me
Black out you niggas again
My blackout game on ten
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I been moving and stacking
Been plotting bout takin the game over
Tony monopoly
Been coppin my Os, smoking halves at a time
Yo remember when I used to cop a G
Don't look for ya girl she on top of me
Niggas cannot match or cop from me
Imma definite nigga, no probably
Always roll deep the whole squad with me
I told y'all niggas from the jump like 2k15
Screaming ain't no one stopping me
Now they feelin me, they used to hate on the kid
Now these niggas bitches start to plot on me
Dont nobody belong to me, stay to myself sometimes
So bitch do not bother me
But ya girl hit me up, tryna f*ck, so I hit from the back Felt it in her esophagus
If I ever go 2 days from rapping sometimes I be thinking that something is wrong wit me
I stay on my steady shit, never gon let nobody eat off me, they don't belong wit me
I be on the dolo, fa sho tho, when they want a favor the time they gon talk to me
These mfs, man they know they ain't right they swear ion know what the problem is
Ain't nobody been hittin my phone up to check on me, so I know
These niggas mad at me
Blackout my whole fit you niggas is dead to me, all ya bullshit to the back of me
Ain't nobody 100 I prolly could measure ya realness lookin at ya battery
Black out a whole nigga fit y'all niggas dead to the kid
I ain't never had time for a hater, a rider or nobody
I think it's a waste to me
I done been crossed by so many niggas I'm living assuming that everyone fake to me
I done flexed on some many mfs I had to calm down
I was moving too angrily
It's them same mfs that notice the difference, hop on my dick when i change again
But I get the bag regardless
And the whole fit lookin flossy
These shawtys birds they flockin
Diamonds Dancing milly rockin
Why all these niggas be starting
Lock-in the game like a warden
Stackin the money I'm hording
Tonymarss send ya bitch in orbit
Everybody been hittin my phone up to flex wit me
That mean they plotting the best of me
It's funny the only time they wanna check on me is when I just got the check on me
Hollup I just gotta text
Here go these niggas again
Loyalty always in questioning, alone when you broke, when y'all not you the best of friends
I'm just workin and writing my pockets is comin real fat like rasputia (Norbit)
Imma get me a freak, now we making a movie just like Kama sutra (Horny)
Versace Versace, my belt gold and got a Medusa (Foreign)
Plotting on shawtys I only like ones with a future (Boring)
Black out my whole damn fit
Just so you look at my wrist
Look like I just hit a lick
Knockout these niggas like hit
Stunting again wit no limit
Painting a picture it's pretty
Ion get mad I flex on these niggas
In the lab like I'm dex on you niggas
Ain't nobody been hittin my phone up to check on me so I know these niggas mad at me
Don't call me up ask me if I got the pack wit me, you cannot Smoke and or match wit me
You tryna compete where you do not compare
Now you tryna go tick for tack wit me
Black out you niggas again
My blackout game on ten
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Writer: Omari Frederick
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