{Chorus – Takeoff}
They say that n—a that don’t talk much is that n—a that having them large bucks
We gotta make sure we hit first no more drive-bys we do walk-offs
We on top ain’t no runner come on up come outside (?)
Look like I just bought the bank all this money, I’m just tryna fill my vault up
{Verse 1 – Takeoff}
Don’t ask me no questions no more interviews cause I don’t really like to talk much
Not that I don’t know how to speak you just ain’t paying me enough to talk much
Not paying attention to tweets cause if I see em I’ll wanna off some
Up on the gram flexing Phillippe like you the first but I been bough one
Ain’t posting no drink on the Internet but I’ll be drinking codeine when that drought come
She said that she from Puerto Rico but after that head, I asked where that mouth from
I knew that was the outcome, ask me where I get my style from
Sherbert cookies in the wild room tryna plug out in Taiwan
Northside where I come from Cuban link on top of tinted racks another Cuban link on the right arm
My n—-s they don’t do no talking they eyeing them n—-s to see what they on
My fashion on wildin’ must have a stylist but boy I put that s–t on
Pull up I’m dropping the top on a dime
Wrist glitz b—h your b—h need a fix
Paranoia watching cameras taking s–t with my stick
Off the jet to my shows back on jet with your b—h
She geet we out them clothes give her d–k in the 6
{Chorus – Takeoff}
They say that n—a that don’t talk much is that n—a that be having them large bucks
We gotta make sure we hit first no more drive-bys we do walk-offs
We on top ain’t no runner come on up come outside (?)
Look like I just bought the bank all this money, I’m just tryna fill my vault up
{Verse2 – Offset}
I make a hundred thousand on an accident
Pushing work my pockets masculine
Ain’t no n—a running up to s—-h this s–t
I was hoping not to have to whack a b—h
I just paid 500k for the whip
I just paid 100k for the wrist
Clarity wetted the rings on my fist
It’s a charity, giving out d–k to your b—h
Naked faces got me dripping lately
The choppa working whats the b—h-uation
(?) gang gang affiliated
Trapping out my head detonated
I stand in the pot make it incubated
Bought a plain watch I didn’t want the glacier
Hopping on the plane Gucci aviators
300 deep ain’t no gladiators
Got a big bank in my vault
Sharpshooters on the roof
It’s a hole in one n—a like golf
N—-s I hit throwing salt
I let the money go talk
I’m rich you can see what I bought
I’m on Saturn I’m sipping on cough
Cook it, bag it then send the work off
{Chorus – Takeoff}
They say that n—a that don’t talk much is that n—a that be having them large bucks
We gotta make sure we hit first no more drive-bys we do walk-offs
We on top ain’t no runner come on up come outside (?)
Look like I just bought the bank all this money, I’m just tryna fill my vault up