Takeoff (feat. Filmer)

Uncle Greatness did this one

I'm ready to take off! (Lookin' ass)

Flexus

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

I'm ready to take off, **** talk tough then we blowin' his face off (Baow, baow)

All this cake got us havin' a bake off, I stay in the field like I'm playin' the playoffs

All this hard work, on God, it's gon' pay off, my choppa is sick, ****, that's why the Drac' cough

These **** be pussy, they flake off, my future bright like I'm taking my shades off

Smoke the pot when we rap in the stu' (Yeah)

Get the bag and we stackin' on boof

In the road till we slide in the coupe (Shh)

Down to catch a lil' body or two (Baow)

Down to catch a lil' body or four (Bruh)

Couple shooters, they stay by the door (Ooh)

Ask your mans, yeah, they up and reload (Bow)

Ten bands and they slide on the low (Skrrt)

He said that he making in ten, we gon' skirt off, tires scratchin', hop in the Benz (Skrrt)

Trackhawk is so loud and so fast, when I'm hittin' the gas, I get lost in the wind

She childish, she act like a kid, so fuck the bullshit, I'ma hop on her friend (On God)

It's the last you gon' hear us, so cut the beat off, man, you already know this the end

Nah, ain't no way you gon' end the song off like that

Bruh, it's too hard, bruh, it's too hard

I mean it was hard, but bro, we gotta give more than that, that was a minute-long, bruh

You want to?

I think we got to, this not really our choice, man

Alright, bet

You thought we was done, but we got some more of that

If you want beef, we outside (DoorDash)

If you wanna snap, we outside (Doormat)

If you wanna flex, we outside (No cash)

Hop in the Tesla, no keys, and it's tinted

I scratch off the lock, check the tag, it ain't rented (Damn)

I got a bad bitch, bend her over and drill it

These ****, they hate us, we stand on our business (On God)

I know that I'm golden, I will not retrieve her

I hit her one time, I'ma snatch her and leave her

On YouTube, I'm blowin' up, just off the meter

Man, Cooter take over, I need me a breather

Now that I'm back, gon' be talkin' my shit (Okay)

'Member the time I ain't never had shit

Look like a bum, but you know that I'm rich

Look at the gang, man, you know that we lit (Let's go)

I don't got to keep guac' in my pocket, to show these lil' ****, they know I'm legit (I'm him)

I stay in the A, I feel like El Chapo the way I'm controlling this shit (Ha)

I play the nice guy, you push the wrong button, we ended up blowin' this bitch

**** be watch, watchin' my life, I might just go and start me a Twitch (Yeah)

I'ma hit from the back, have her screamin' (Ah!)

Off the Molly, she booted, she geekin'

I'ma fuck the bitch, then hit the griddy

Her **** keep callin', ain't know she was cheating (Damn)

Like Serena, you know we bring racks in

Spend a five, got a dub and we back ten (Damn)

Crazy money, people think that we trappin' (Damn)

Face down, let her see how that back bend (Yeah)

Back bend and she low-key an acrobat (Okay)

She a blunt, so you know that we passin' that

****, I'm sober, so don't even pass me that

My bad gang, you know that this rap is cap (My bad)

You good, they know that we cappin', too (On God)

Goin' crazy, it's first time up in the stu' (On God)

We top two, and on God we ain't number two (On God)

You on top, nobody could fuck with you

Damn, you really believe that shit? (On God)

On God, aye, this why I fuck with you, aye

We in the studio and we went too crazy (Yeah)

Uh, by the way, we ain't dropping no more music, this a one-time thing

So, aye, fuck these ****, we gone (Okay)