Here’s a new track from VA’s Sickboi called “Til the Lights Come On”. It’s basically a song all about what happens when you’re under the influence. Topic wise, I ain’t too big a drinker so I can’t really relate but he chose a good beat to use and his flow is clean. Like what you hear? It’s a free DL, so grab it!
— Lyrics —
[Verse 1]
Vroom Vroom! Engine started gettin ready everybody
hitting up parties, all they got in their minds to get retarded.
young girls getting carded. stripping models, sipping bottles.
whens it’s gametime, i’m clutch no transmissions auto ~
pilot. i never hit a pot hole. cuz i’m flying in the Air Jordan, Kobe’s idol.
and at 2-3 in the morning, pop the goose and start the pouring.
if it’s not the shots, then mix it wit cranberry – splash of orange
spillin here spillin there, splurgin like a millionaire.
Virginia and Maryland here, DC yeah we chillin there.
we go to K Street basically on a weekly basis,
whiteboy completely wasted,
bottles crushed, some bottles crack, lotta fights, can’t front so u got his back,
but meanwhile lookin for ladies to holler at. But just to holler at. doesn’t mean that you’ll call her back.[Chorus]
I do it till the lights come on. Alcohol in me make me think I’ll fight someone
then i wake up in morning like what happened last night?
then i wake up in morning like what happened last night?I do it till the lights come on. Alcohol in me make me think I like someone
Don’t remember how i passed out. Where’d i even pass out?
All black everything, literally blacked out![Verse 2]
Got a hangover, wake up wit another girl’s arm hanging over mine, now wait hold up!
turn around and stare closer. and i get a close up and now I’m reminded, but she don’t look the same sober
so i’m like oh damn!… What did i just do? I mean everything was cool. But i wish it wasn’t you.
I don’t mean to be rude but i gotta leave, pardon me, Vroom Vroom out the parking lot. girl, sorry see there’s
places that i gotta be. My smile is money, so my face is like a lottery. My flow is real watery.
It’s hotter than just moderate, it’s hotter than the sun. So you could say that i fathered it now see what it becomes.
Now beat the drums. i fight wit my hands to stand where i am and never use my feet to run.
u don’t understand me as if i speak in tongue. or maybe I’m just drunk or high, either one.[Chorus]
I do it till the lights come on. Alcohol in me make me think I’ll fight someone
then i wake up in morning like what happened last night?
then i wake up in morning like what happened last night?I do it till the lights come on. Alcohol in me make me think I like someone
Don’t remember how i passed out. Where’d i even pass out?
a-Tunes 
sickboi is sick !