Takeoff - Chapter 1 lyrics

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Takeoff - Chapter 1 lyrics

[Produced by Will A Fool] [Hook: Takeoff] Trendsetters, go-getters, drug dealers Dope dealers, all my n***as Can't leave that house without your pistol then I f**s with you Pimp n***as, can't forget about my rich n***as Bad b**hes independent that don't need a n***a Ain't got no flaws, pause, b**h look like a model picture Ball, we gon' buy it all, hit the mall with you This for them n***as and them b**hes been through pain with you Get the picture? [Verse 1: Takeoff] Trap n***as trap in the trenches They been fingerprinted, they all in the system Rest in peace Sandra Bland and Michael Brown I pray I don't become a victim Rest in peace Pistol Pete, n***a I miss you Smoking that OG gas bag in a swisher Drinking on codeine, don't f** with that Henny And it's 7% alcohol in it Free West Side, he doing five That's a sentence, time ticket Want my n***as to be free so they can just see how we living That boy Freaky, he be geekin' on them Xans, trigger itching b**h like Kim Possible from Disney, I send her on a mission n***as throw salt on your pimping, they can't wait to catch you slipping Tripping, burnt out n***as [?], don't know what these n***as sipping Trapping that contraband, never run out of narcotics Drug dealer that is my n***a Asian persuasion, caucasian, black, white, and Jamaican I never discriminate races [Hook: Takeoff] Trendsetters, go-getters, drug dealers Dope dealers, all my n***as Can't leave that house without your pistol then I f**s with you Pimp n***as, can't forget about my rich n***as Bad b**hes independent that don't need a n***a Ain't got no flaws, pause, b**h look like a model picture Ball, we gon' buy it all, hit the mall with you This for them n***as and them b**hes been through pain with you Get the picture? [Verse 2: Offset] Got a b**h up in the kitchen whipping up Diana Got a banana, black bandana hang off the handle Driving the Porsche, hit the panel Stuffing the dope in the camel My n***as is too hot to handle This is a real n***a anthem Bad b**hes, independent, on her business I pull up in the phantom and I got ten models with me Plus ten choppers with me Sipping on drink, my doctor with me f** that hoe in a drop top Bentley Too many shooters so you cannot get me Hop in the foreign, and jump out the Bentley These b**hes s**ing on dick so don't kiss me Ain't talking money so dismiss me Your b**h keep telling me she miss me She eat up the molly like Nestlé Call me sir when you address me Don't let the money get the best of me Can't let these n***as take the recipe [Hook: Takeoff] Trendsetters, go-getters, drug dealers Dope dealers, all my n***as Can't leave that house without your pistol then I f**s with you Pimp n***as, can't forget about my rich n***as Bad b**hes independent that don't need a n***a Ain't got no flaws, pause, b**h look like a model picture Ball, we gon' buy it all, hit the mall with you This for them n***as and them b**hes been through pain with you Get the picture? [Verse 3: Quavo] Ball players, trap n***as, trendsetters Gang members, we the same n***as Thick women, little bitty women Big mama, little mama, y'all the same sister I been on my grind, I beat the odds I know that I tried at least a thousand times My grandmama died, she stay on my mind At least I let her see me at the top and I made her smile I keep it real with my n***as, got love for my n***as Remember them days, we kicking in doors, came up off of pistols And it's so sad n***as in your hood hating on you But it's all good, you got n***as co*ked and aimed on ‘em [Hook: Takeoff] Trendsetters, go-getters, drug dealers Dope dealers, all my n***as Can't leave that house without your pistol then I f**s with you Pimp n***as, can't forget about my rich n***as Bad b**hes independent that don't need a n***a Ain't got no flaws, pause, b**h look like a model picture Ball, we gon' buy it all, hit the mall with you This for them n***as and them b**hes been through pain with you Get the picture?

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