Blackout - 4B/Flosstradamus
Lyrics by：Patrick John Kesack
Composed by：Robert McKeon/Curt Camerucci/Damien Di Buono
Flosstradamus
Don't keep ringin' 'cause I'm still gettin' ready ready
Cool outside an' the dame gettin' letty
Only pre-game but I feel like a winner
Got 2 girls on me an' gonna roam in the confetti
Yeah I'm just tryna win yuh
Y'all already know what state of mind I'm in
I fenna go blackout
Puck is gettin' maxed out
Then she go throwin' that back out
I'm drippin' like I got a leak leak
I'm ballin' like I'm in a league woo
Eyes are open but I cannot see woo
Words are stormin' I'm hittin' the peak
I let the DJ take me down
I got my hands up in the air
Gettin' ready for the blackout ready for the blackout
Gettin' ready for the blackout ready for the blackout
Gettin' ready for the blackout
Blackout blackout blackout blackout blackout blackout blackout
I got my hands up in the air
Gettin' ready for the
Gettin' ready for the
Gettin' ready for the blackout
Gettin' ready for the
Gettin' ready for the blackout blackout
Gettin' ready for the blackout blackout
It's about to hit me like a knockout knockout
Even when I miss though I'll never back down back down
Take your best shot take your best shot take your best shot
Go an' take it for the blackout
Blackout blackout blackout blackout blackout blackout blackout
I got my hands up in the air
Gettin' ready for the
Gettin' ready for the
Gettin' ready for the blackout
Gettin' ready for the
Gettin' ready for the blackout
