Unreleased archive entry

Black Out (Ca$h Out)

Juice WRLD

Black Out (Ca$h Out) lyrics

Intro Juice WRLD G Herbo Start over folk What I was finna just get up out of here on folks But right Hold on I had to tweak we had to tweak We got black on this motherfucker Alright okayokayherewe go Blackin out Yougo first Alright Huh Ayy KBeaZyyou fyed up Yeah uhhuh yeah   Chorus Juice WRLD G Herbo Umm ride around with that Nina like cash out Yeah And on my wrist is a glasshouse Yeah Smoking Posto til I pass out Yeah Told Swerve that we gotta blackout Yeah So bitch Ima black out Yeah Ayy Herb should I get that new Ferrari or not Yeah go ahead crashout Skrrt They mad we all the way turnt up Why Like fuck is you Roscoe Dash now Yeah And the label is mad we taking the money from them Fuck is you Dame Dash now Prolly I dont even got my license but fuck it Im doing the dash now Yeah Im busy recording but my shorty horny I walk in the room and her ass out Come here Verse 1 G Herbo Ayy Juice what you say about Posto Put his lil dirty ass out This shit like five a bag now Im smokin ZaZa til I pass out These broke ass niggas so funny like Haha Take a look at em I laugh out I be dripping GFazos Balenci so much I cant even bring none of the Raf out Now I aint ever fuck no junkie No But I got some top in the crack house Oh She goin so long I tapped out Did my lil thing then I blackedout And Im in Bali right now But it aint none to bring the Raq out We did our thing went out on a lick We just thought about Lil Rock and then zapped out Billion dollar schemes all mapped out Six Lac trucks all blackedout We in it to win we spinning the Ben My nigga this aint nothing to act bout Jumped in I couldnt swim but I grew a fin Now I rip a fuck nigga back out Im sober again but give Juice a ten And he probably bring you some Act out Ayy ayy   Chorus Juice WRLD G Herbo Umm ride around with that Nina like cash out Yeah And on my wrist is a glasshouse Yeah Smoking Posto til I pass out Yeah Told Swerve that we gotta blackout Yeah So bitch Ima black out Yeah Ayy Herb should I get that new Ferrari or not Yeah go ahead crashout Skrrt They mad we all the way turnt up Why Like fuck is you Roscoe Dash now Yeah And the label is mad we taking the money from them Fuck is you Dame Dash now Prolly I dont even got my license but fuck it Im doing the dash now Yeah Im busy recording but my shorty horny I walk in the room and her ass out Come here Verse 2 Juice WRLD Smoking on KD pack Dope Like a sick dog they put his ass down Bitch But them niggas is pussies they cats now Pussies They get beat like a thief if they act out Yeah Turn the studio into a crack house Yeah The computers the kitchen the mic is a dish The coke getting cut in the background Yeah I feel like Im El Chapo when it come to music I got me a couple of plaques now Yeah Comin out the MAC its a gun sound Hey Sittin on my wrist its a bustdown Hey Put 30 in the clip take a opp to the face Put that price on your head theyll be coming your way While they hunting you down me and bae on a date ayy I got the shrooms with the steak Pockets just like my belly I already ate ayy Talkin tough aint okay sealed your fate make a nigga relocate ayy I put the 45 to his face need everything he said AOK ayy Niggas get scared when you up them sticks Used to hit stains get Schwifty like Rick Yeah Im with the love of my life right now Back in the day probably bust on your bitch   Chorus Juice WRLD G Herbo Umm ride around with that Nina like cash out Yeah And on my wrist is a glasshouse Yeah Smoking Posto til I pass out Yeah Told Swerve that we gotta blackout Yeah So bitch Ima black out Yeah Ayy Herb should I get that new Ferrari or not Yeah go ahead crashout Skrrt They mad we all the way turnt up Why Like fuck is you Roscoe Dash now Yeah And the label is mad we taking the money from them Fuck is you Dame Dash now Prolly I dont even got my license but fuck it Im doing the dash now Yeah Im busy recording but my shorty horny I walk in the room and her ass out Come here