Rick Nausch - Blacked Out Lyrics

Wake up, work, sleep
Wake up, work, sleep, yeah
Wake up, work, sleep
Wake up, work

That shit's getting old, yeah
I don't wanna go, nah
I just wanna stay home
Smoking on that sofa
Pull six hundred, oh yeah
Couple more to blow, yeah
Really wanna know, yeah
This is what we should do, yeah
Wake up in the morning
Pull up in my Accord
Hit the highway and I floor it
I'm better than before
Mobbing all the way to Portland
Up over to the coast
Get a couple on the low
Mob up 101

A youngin' pulling up
He got it blacked out
Dropping in the clutch
Up at the green light
Mobbing with a rose
I'm headed downtown, yeah
We're just headed out
It's almost midnight, yeah

I been waiting for a minute
Making moves though
Tell me that shit's different
What do you know
Got a couple homies on the way
We coming through, yo
Hey, been about it
They've been sleeping on me, true though
Yeah

Take a week under the sun
Yeah, yeah
That's the only thing I want
Yeah, yeah
Love this shit don't get me wrong
But I been waiting way too long
Rip a couple and I'm gone, yeah

Yeah you know
I got a team of homies
In the Bitterroot
Couple JBLs, MPD up in the livingroom
Chill up in the sand for a week
While the business cools
Take a couple minutes just to breathe
I'm gonna get it though

Top off in the Dalles, yeah
Keep on 84 through
Wake up in the trees
Out the city
Like I told you
'Till we see the ocean
'Till we on the old streets
I been here before, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Yeah

Hey, f*ck the shit you know, yeah
Seen that shit get old, yeah
I just wanna stay home
Smoking on that sofa
Pull six hundred, oh yeah
Couple more to blow, yeah
Homie got it rolled up
This is what we do, yeah
Wake up in the morning
Pull up in my Accord
Hit the highway and I floor it
I'm better than before
Mobbing all the way to Portland
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah