Video Blackout de Ahava Sol 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Ahava Sol - Blackout Lyrics

(Intro: Big Homie)
(Caveman!)
Not about you, not about you…
Uh, uh!
Okay!

(Verse 1: Big Homie)
Okay, rolling up on the road I’m Kerouac
Got a mask on, I’m Marowak
Got two hoes sharing that bone
And two phones, airing that chrome
Woke up in a new home, got the news own
Got the jewels on, gravity
Apple Watch, Newtone
They be falling from the trees, Rock and Keys!
Met a lotta niggas not like me
Fucking up a check, not Nike
Watch the flame spit, hot spicy
Purple in the drank, not iced tea
Foggy nights on the backroads (yup yup!)
Silent mode on the bat phone (uh uh!)
I cannot always save you, get a backbone, this is rap homes!

(Hook: Big Homie)
Writing songs ‘til I pass out
Mask on, black out
Wonder why a nigga act wild
I hit a lick then I cashed out
I just want a couple plaques in the house
Stacks in the couch, racks in the mouth
All those flights I flown, all those nights alone
Crying at the mic, screaming at the phone!
(Verse 2: Ahava Sol)
‘Til I pass out, but you know that I never pass out
Got a bag now, swinging rags now
Got a band now; throwing bands now!
And my mans wild so we stand out, all these tattoos on my hands now
Look like three kings on the land now!
Look like Jesus, Aragorn, and Gandalf!
On another mission off our intuition, they don’t always listen but they always feel it
Cause they see us glisten - Got sol! Look at how the rays hitting
On another beach in Ecuador dodging bullshit like matadors
In the jungle witching, backstreets whipping - Like whoa! Going Big Homie with it

(Hook: Big Homie)
Writing songs ‘til I pass out
Mask on, black out
Wonder why a nigga act wild
I hit a lick then I cashed out
I just want a couple plaques in the house
Stacks in the couch, racks in the mouth
All those flights I flown, all those nights alone
Crying at the mic, screaming at the phone!

(Verse 2: Big Homie)
Living life fast, kinda like Roddy
Do another dash, catch another body
Ya I’m on the run, bad bitch shotty
Why you need a gun? Don’t you know karate?
Uh!
Nebula
Interstellar not the regular
Auto pilot on the Tesla
God body but it’s secular (okay)
Filling my plate, never said grace
Pandemic flow, planet of the apes
Flying through the air, dreads like a cape
Pop a couple meds, lose a little weight
Sheesh!
I’m in Malibu
Long way from the avenue
Lost some friends got some revenue
Seen a lotta things that you never knew
Look!
(Hook: Big Homie)
Writing songs ‘til I pass out
Mask on, black out
Wonder why a nigga act wild
I hit a lick then I cashed out
I just want a couple plaques in the house
Stacks in the couch, racks in the mouth
All those flights I flown, all those nights alone
Crying at the mic, screaming at the phone!
Writing songs ‘til I pass out
Mask on, black out
Wonder why a nigga act wild
I hit a lick then I cashed out
I just want a couple plaques in the house
Stacks in the couch, racks in the mouth
All those flights I flown, all those nights alone
Crying at the mic, screaming at the phone!

(Outro)
(Caveman!)
(Caveman!)