The Takeoff

(Armanni Reign Verse)

My first thought? I've been rapping backwards

Just another black man tryna brand vernacular

The fact that I'm still a factor that y'all react towards

Just means Y'all fiends for that lore

Stop tryna match spectacular

As I pour a drink and my ink pen proves I'm that bull

Like holy mackerel

Why he takin it that far

Not even vegans eatin' shit that raw

I'm knockin' on that door

Armanni mixed with Whiskey is that sauce

MacKenzie gave you plenty like a Hemi revving shaken to that core

So course shorty shakin' that dance floor

We still gon' kill it in the millisecond you crabs pause

And lets us out the barrel you mapped wrong

Miagi type of hit I burn wax on

Poppin like you click on an ad wrong

Career like sheesh I ain't think he'd go that long You ain't hear me snap on the last song?

(Whiksey Pete Chorus)

Want it right now it’s that hype sound time to get it movin' and just fucking freak out. Hear that break son hear that big drum time to rip it up and get live in the function.