Takeoff
I just been winning wit my team
All of my niggas goin eat
Don't want no fake niggas next to me
I got dat glock wit da beam
I got some charges I can beat
My bitch say she'll never Eva leave me
I need dat paper lose leaf
Some shit dat you never ever seen
Trap takin off nigga I'm a boss
Wen that money call now its time to ball
We ain't never loss and it's never going change
Got my weapon on me never been a phoney
Hood going crazy buying all these guns
Yea U kno we got glocks and we got k's
Money coming fast we goin make it last
Yea that money dirt like it's out da trash
Ion wanna talk get tf out my face
When we in the club they think I'm the plug
They goin show me love Bitches tryna fuck
Real shit while dem other niggas just hating
When I ain't around dey be talkin about me
I just came in I'm the man of the hour
Russian the backwood it's filled up wit sour
Roll up two me we be high as a tower
Can't fuck wit dat nigga dat nigga a coward
I'm wit the gang and we really b bout it
They wanna hang but no this ain't no closet
Hang out the window swinging with the choppa
They tried to ban us they couldn't stand us
They tried to say we was bring the violence
I got that bag just like I'm santa
Bitch I b balling might play for the rockets
Yea I b riding round wit the 30
It ain't got no limit silk the shocker
All of these police niggas they be watching
I swear it ain't nuffin Dey can do to stop it
That nigga was moving funny so we dropped him
I got some bad bitches in my roster
Dey see my dread swinging like a Rasta
Dey call me big Stackz I'mma shoota
Bitch I got big racks in my pocket
I'll send my shooter at em if u plotting
Bitch imma boss nigga big poppa
To all u little Niggas im ur father
Bitch I need a limo I smoke presidential
Your shit ain't no loud I can bearly even hear it
Bitch I'm in a foreign dat bitch ain't no rental
These niggas b stopping and standing and staring
I hit ur bitch and den I give her back
And den imma act like I didn't even hit her
Nigga be hating When i can't even hear em
Wen I pull up got my whole team wit it
Trap takin off nigga I'm a boss
Wen that money call now its time to ball
We ain't never loss and it's never going change
Got my weapon on me never been a phoney
Hood going crazy buying all these guns
Yea U kno we got glocks and we got k's
Money coming fast we goin make it last
Yea that money dirt like it's out da trash
Ion wanna talk get tf out my face
When we in the club they think I'm the plug
They goin show me love Bitches tryna fuck
Real shit while dem other niggas just hating
They see me goin up
So we gettin all the love
They see we turning up
So they taking all the drugs
Money goin up
We goin stack enough
Pistol in the club
Case a nigga act up
Trap takin off nigga I'm a boss
Wen that money call now its time to ball
We ain't never loss and it's never going change
Got my weapon on me never been a phoney
Hood going crazy buying all these guns
Yea U kno we got glocks and we got k's
Money coming fast we goin make it last
Yea that money dirt like it's out da trash
Ion wanna talk get tf out my face
When we in the club they think I'm the plug
They goin show me love Bitches tryna fuck
Real shit while dem other niggas just hating
All of my niggas goin eat
Don't want no fake niggas next to me
I got dat glock wit da beam
I got some charges I can beat
My bitch say she'll never Eva leave me
I need dat paper lose leaf
Some shit dat you never ever seen
Trap takin off nigga I'm a boss
Wen that money call now its time to ball
We ain't never loss and it's never going change
Got my weapon on me never been a phoney
Hood going crazy buying all these guns
Yea U kno we got glocks and we got k's
Money coming fast we goin make it last
Yea that money dirt like it's out da trash
Ion wanna talk get tf out my face
When we in the club they think I'm the plug
They goin show me love Bitches tryna fuck
Real shit while dem other niggas just hating
When I ain't around dey be talkin about me
I just came in I'm the man of the hour
Russian the backwood it's filled up wit sour
Roll up two me we be high as a tower
Can't fuck wit dat nigga dat nigga a coward
I'm wit the gang and we really b bout it
They wanna hang but no this ain't no closet
Hang out the window swinging with the choppa
They tried to ban us they couldn't stand us
They tried to say we was bring the violence
I got that bag just like I'm santa
Bitch I b balling might play for the rockets
Yea I b riding round wit the 30
It ain't got no limit silk the shocker
All of these police niggas they be watching
I swear it ain't nuffin Dey can do to stop it
That nigga was moving funny so we dropped him
I got some bad bitches in my roster
Dey see my dread swinging like a Rasta
Dey call me big Stackz I'mma shoota
Bitch I got big racks in my pocket
I'll send my shooter at em if u plotting
Bitch imma boss nigga big poppa
To all u little Niggas im ur father
Bitch I need a limo I smoke presidential
Your shit ain't no loud I can bearly even hear it
Bitch I'm in a foreign dat bitch ain't no rental
These niggas b stopping and standing and staring
I hit ur bitch and den I give her back
And den imma act like I didn't even hit her
Nigga be hating When i can't even hear em
Wen I pull up got my whole team wit it
Trap takin off nigga I'm a boss
Wen that money call now its time to ball
We ain't never loss and it's never going change
Got my weapon on me never been a phoney
Hood going crazy buying all these guns
Yea U kno we got glocks and we got k's
Money coming fast we goin make it last
Yea that money dirt like it's out da trash
Ion wanna talk get tf out my face
When we in the club they think I'm the plug
They goin show me love Bitches tryna fuck
Real shit while dem other niggas just hating
They see me goin up
So we gettin all the love
They see we turning up
So they taking all the drugs
Money goin up
We goin stack enough
Pistol in the club
Case a nigga act up
Trap takin off nigga I'm a boss
Wen that money call now its time to ball
We ain't never loss and it's never going change
Got my weapon on me never been a phoney
Hood going crazy buying all these guns
Yea U kno we got glocks and we got k's
Money coming fast we goin make it last
Yea that money dirt like it's out da trash
Ion wanna talk get tf out my face
When we in the club they think I'm the plug
They goin show me love Bitches tryna fuck
Real shit while dem other niggas just hating
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Writer(s): Ronald Tibbs
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