Roca Beats - Blackout lyrics

[Verse 1: C.i.D] Hi, hello It's C.i.D, the young fellow Got your girl up in my crib Next thing you know, she hit the falsetto No devil but I'm still burning up Flow high (?) fire truck You know I do it, every single day Make you wanna put this song on replay You know that (?) Show up with the homies and we rollin' up dank Papers stay raw like mister cap If you k** my vibe then (?) ahh Break it down Finna graduate with the cap and gown So you may know b**h I don't care I can take your career n***a yeah haha Now you got me laughing' (Put your joke away?) like Michael Jackson Double entendre n***a be a monsta I'll just roll on my flyin' saucer (ahh) C.i.D Shy a** n***a from (?) (?) can't really back down (?) ahh Party all night now Forget those (rappers?) I'm the man right now 813 my place to be Red Print TS thats what we believe Let me dumb it down I'll run the town With that trippy miller type of sound (?) all on my dick n***a [Hook] Break it down, light it up (3x) Blackout, blackout, blackout Break it down, light it up (3x) Blackout, blackout, blackout [Verse 2: Silver] I do not f** with you, can you tell me what you thought you'd get into? I can give you work, but when they catch your a** man nobody snitching And I ain't gon stop till I'm gettin this money and sellin out venues They actin' big shot Man they must have forgot All the time that I lent you When you was embracing the struggle Your people was gone and your money was all on the road (?) and we go with the flow Punch line thats the punch line Lyrics be on some (?) sh** Now my teeth straight and my ears pierced and b**hes wanna say hi and sh**? Are we done yet? Is it time to have fun yet? My n***as we been ballin Ya'll half ball ya'll sunset Listen to the master who be spittin' f**ing cla**ics To you pessimistic ba*tards poppin molly takin acid I just smoke a bunch of weed And parents still call me the bad kid Its enough ah man I had it (?) inside it to a savage I'm embarra**ed for ya You have to beg them for them to wear it for ya It's scary all of the weight I carried for ya RED PRINT [Hook]