Lyrics

Flosstradamus! Yeah (yeah) ay (ay) Or! 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 (Hold up) 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
Writer(s): Robert Mckeon, Curt Cameruci, Patrick Kesack, Damien Di Buono Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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