Takeoff - Tim Westwood Freestyle lyrics

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Takeoff - Tim Westwood Freestyle lyrics

[First instrumental] [Quavo] One man, honcho Truck load, ammo All black, suit and tie, don't move in camo Gloves on, no Evie Trigger finger forever ready One man, one machete Out the jungle, turn you to spaghetti [Takeoff] n***a be acting like they are so real I pull out that chopper let 'em n***as see how it feel Sippin' on actavis, you know how I live Mansion acre got a hunnid M's [Offset] Migo my family We got some unity Believe in loyalty Hit you with choppas, f** with the quarter be We got more currency We got more diamonds Look at them diamonds Shinin', they shinin' Make your b**h blind man We is so stupid [Quavo] Migo Bands came with a whole lot of gold Bankroll got the b**hes bad on the pole Pull up to the club, I let it go let it go They call me young Quavo throw, young Quavo throw [Offset] We get ignorant in the club We throwed them hunnids not no ones [Quavo] Throwing them hunnids we f** them whole by the firm [Takeoff] Step in the club Pocket full of hundred, no ones [Offset] Choppa longer than an arm Blow you up-- [Takeoff (Quavo)] (Ring the alarm) Saddam Ring the alarm (Ring the alarm) My n***a got bombs, trap out of farms [Quavo] Ooh Bust and rollin' my arm Bust and rollin' my pinky Ooh Pulling up what's in yo cup Ooh sippin' it's pinky [Offset] Ooh Look at my pinky Look at my pinky and its winkin' Got yo b**h blinkin' She s**in' f**in' the semen [Takeoff] s**in' and f**in' I call her big pinky [Offset] What you looking at What you copying What you mimickin'? Migo flow Pull up in the Lamborghini drop the top I'm hella fidget and I f** they ho [Quavo] Hold up we getting warmed up Just like my Chevy T- top SS pull up, took your ho Fresh and press [Offset] Thanking the lord cuz a n***a blessed Keep the 4.5 p**y n***a, so do not test [Quavo] 50 thousand on my motherf**in' neck n***a tryna take my chain in DC I had to leave his a** wet We ain't gon' speak on that All black sh** [Offset] Tell the truth Migos my family, so n***a f** you [Second instrumental] [Intro: Quavo, (Takeoff) & Offset] Okay! (free my boy! free Bobby!) you know that Shmigo all the way (free Rowdy!) Shmigo! (Shmigo Gang!) [Quavo] You know what it is Free the Shmigo gang, them my posse yeah [Offset] Oh And we take your ho Pull up in the Lamborghini with that big .44 Young rich n***a came from the f**ing kitchen Whippin', whippin', whippin' Whippin', whippin', whippin' n***as talkin' bout we ain't getting money boy that's fiction Look at all my diamonds, and my diamonds water drippin' [Quavo] With the boards on the window? b**h, that's bando Shout-out to my n***a Bando Bo in the bando Shout-out to my boy Takeoff he was cooking them chickens But he graduated, now he got a whole meal ticket [Takeoff] Got a meal ticket, came from whippin' chicken Yeah I come in the bando where y'all know I'm water whippin' Servin all these junkies came from long way red monkey Used to rock them red monkeys in the Trap House had that skunky n***as on the block and I'm getting a lot of money These n***as know I'm sipping seals in the Sunday [Offset] Honestly we still sipping seals, double seals Sipping Actavis, that mud on me, now b**h, how you feel Overseas flow, take your ho over the water She ain't never seen a n***a say "Bonsoir" I got left wrist and it looks like it's a clock Oh my god! That's a Rolly wet, it's flooded with these rocks I was selling rocks, started on the block Now I'm overseas, I get a 50 for a walk [Quavo] I got lots of money, I got lots of money Came a long way from kicking doors and grippin' that Tommy You might think you're funny, I was pushing onions Looking for nothing, and now I'm f**ing something They thought I wouldn't make it, bad b**hes hating f** n***as hating, they contemplating On a n***a plane, sleeping like they xans Every time you see young Quavo, I'm having bands Shout-out to my big brother Bandz in the Lamb Going real crazy, doing donuts like the m... [Offset] YRN the label, ain't no motherf**ing favor When we geeked up off that molly, we geeking just like Fabo [Quavo] Pop one bean Pop one, two, young Quavo on the scene When I growed up I wanted to be a king [Offset] Wanted to be the king, look at my pinky ring Look at your b**h in the kitchen, whippin' and whippin' that thing I don't pay her nothing, won't give her a single dollar After she cook up the chicken, she gon' come and swallow Pa** her to my brother Quavo, Quavo pa** to Takeoff Takeoff kick that b**h up out the house, that b**h gotta Takeoff [Quavo] Free my n***a Bobby b**h Hoes in the lobby, b**h Ooh, diamonds look like coffee, b**h [Offset] Dreams in the 'Rari, b**h What the f** you mean, piss on all these n***as, no sorry b**h Lame a** square, looking at my diamonds on my wrist, it's chandelier We hang out with boss n***as, don't hang out with queers We gon' make them terrified, we might cut off his ear Might cut off his neck, we don't give a f** We doing anything for checks, bet f** with the Tec These n***as they acting like they really sipping on Actavis, but they sippin' Hi-Tec [Takeoff] Or maybe they Qualitas Watson, ain't really sipping that Ain't really sipping sh**, I'm sipping Actavis Check my refrigerator, 50 pints in I can't tell you how I got 'em, in [Quavo] Hold on, check my f**ing safe 50 xans, 50 bags in, 50 bags of kush in [Offset] Change the beat up, we can go some more! [Third instrumental] [Quavo] My pinky ring look like the Georgia Dome Tryna take it on I'ma take off your dome Everybody see Young Quavo pullin' in the Lamb I said it before and I'ma say it again Big Bandz that's my friend, I ain't talking bout no motherf**in' clocks I'm talkin' bout Benjis, in my muthaf**in sock [Offset] When I got ice drip, drip, drip Had your b**h in the kitchen when she whip, whip, whip Whip a n***a take a trip Takeoff tip Overseas a make her [Takeoff] Put the dope up on her lip I make her get out here n***as know I don't f** with no queer I'm sipping Actavis you n***as sipping beer They looking at me cuz I'm not from round here Christian Louboutins red bottom of a murder scene I'm clean like Listerine Just stepped up on the scene [Fourth instrumental] [Offset] Rich n***a sh** we ain't worried about a b**h All I count is Benjamins b**h [Quavo] And I keep the AK with a banana clip Graat your whole clique [Takeoff] And you n***as ain't never hit a lick if it ain't no kick door Pull up on the block and I be serving all them C notes [Offset] Serving all those C notes We got packs of the coke and indo [Quavo] Remember last time we finessed that f**in migo [Takeoff] Finessed that flamingo yeah we finessed that flamingo Howard D. was loyal about 50 thousand [?] [Offset] After the n***a hit the juug screaming out "bingo" Counting all this cheese n***a like it is a cheeto [Quavo] Counting all this cheese then I split it up with Lingo Counting all this cheese then I gave it all to Lingo [Takeoff] Speaking on Lingo Go get that Migo Lingo Gotta protect my millions Shoutout my lil bro Lingo [Offset] YRN Lingo, YRN label Domingo, Mango Foo I can't forget Migo Bands We got plenty of em Shout out to my neighborhood crips Shout out my GD folks Pull up in black Lambos Its bros over hoes These hoes get exposed [Takeoff] Look at my pinky, you can tell it is froze I'm dabbin' over here, foreign clothes [Quavo] p**y n***as sweet just like some lemon You sweet just like some lemon And I know you gonna go to jail and you gon' turn sour just like a motherf**ing lemon [Fifth instrumental] [Offset] She don't wanna be a freak no more, I know that ho lyin' Look how she be lookin' at my diamonds [Quavo] Ain't gon' lie that b**h fine a** hell Ain't gon' lie that b**h like She makes them birds sing like Patti LaBelle (Brrrrrrrrrrr!) [Takeoff] And shouts out to beam boom that shell [Quavo] Shouts out to beam boom that shell [Takeoff] You gonna catch the L Cause this gonna be hell My n***as ducking, dodging 12 What's up Offset [?] Shouts out to DJ Durel, give'em hell [Quavo] Shout out to my manager Rel He can book a damn show, he can book a bag in When he going to the club, he coming out with bag in [Offset] Hold up let me thank my brother I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for these two They sittin' next to me they had a mill and a coupe When I got up outta jail like a fruit loop My diamonds hittin' off the roof (Ooh, ooh, ooh) [Takeoff] Smokin' on cookie I f** with no rookies I f** foreign b**hes I just want p**y I just want money, ain't nothing funny Y'all n***as keep laughing Chopper gone dump [Sixth instrumental] [Takeoff] We gone tell'em, when it come to that walk through Looking at my diamonds they gon' cost you [Quavo] I put on Louboutins house shoes Shoot at your n***a and your house too [Offset] When you the king, you make all the rules And when you the king you rock all these j**els [Takeoff] Smokin' gas yea I blow like oom Blowing up like a balloon [Quavo] And I think your lost your mind like you took shrooms [Offset] And I think I seen your b**h in Quavo's room [Quavo] Yes, you did [Takeoff] [?] animal yeah we takin' off to the moon YRN the Album coming soon [Seventh instrumental] [Offset] Can a n***a high Can a n***a vine Hittem with the chopper, n***a we create a flyin' [Takeoff] Hop out with the chopper my n***a The trappin' happin' we can make it happin' [Offset] Happen the father my n***a stackin' Stackin' and stackin' we got make my momma happy [Quavo] Look at my diamonds shinin' Look at your b**h she whinin' Sangin' like one of the Winans Pull up, young Quavo timin' Always off cause I'm always late Got a bad b**h I don't never wanna take a date But my, look at my watch She always wanna take a motherf**in' skatin' [Offset] Told that b**h wait If you ain't tryna f** b**h, keep the f** out of my place Gotta give me face Peep the p**y pa** it to my partner b**h you got erased We get that money everyday and we live And a n***a got two kids We pull up in the Lamborghini, Bentley what it is My diamonds cold like fridge [Takeoff] We pull in the Lamborghini flexing on a b**h I'm f**ing your b**h We try caressing on a b**h Y'all n***as ain't flexing on a b**h [Quavo] Fingers looking like Mayweather Shine in any day or weather Young Quavo they call me clever Clever as ever I'm the baddest that you've ever seen Balmain f**ing jeans Pullin' up on any scene with that chopper and that f**ing Beam [Offset] Hold up n***as do not talk to me I'm the like the president sippin' Actavis my medicine I'm thankin' the Lord everyday, momma say it's the reverends And n***as be flexing, talking bout you spent this on your necklace [Takeoff] Talking about you in the game, y'all some [?] We you now know, that we some veterans [Quavo] Who the hell better than M-I-G-O-S We'll put it to the test We would put anything on it We can put anything on a bill, hundred mill [Takeoff] And I bet we move that sh** forreal [Quavo] And if we lose we gon' take it from ya And if we lose we gon' take it from ya [Offset] Real sh**, real spill Hit'em with the chopper right up in the grill I don't give a f** where the f** you live I don't give a f** what they say about ya We gon' pull up on ya We gon' see ya about ya Now your body rotting [Quavo] It's three bad guys in the industry Who the hell is them guys be Three bad guys in the industry Who the hell could them guys be (Migos) [Takeoff] One of them guys is me [Quavo] Woo I think one of them is me [Offset] Ooh I know one of them me [Eighth instrumental] [Offset] Watch out with us, you can not beat us, we are undefeated I pull up in the Lamborghini, two seated Your b**h [?] greeted Greeted one time I texted one time And she come over I beat it But I never skeeted Never keep it we gon' leave it [Takeoff] Leave it to Bieber [Offset] That your picture [?] [Quavo] Okay he said leave it to Bieber Caught your b**h on cheaters Cause she cheating with me With me [Offset] Pull up in the Lamborghini, hurtin' they feelings b**h you wanna f** me cause a n***a got millions I don't give a f** bout how you're feeling Chopper with the SK (Grow, bow, bow, bow) [Quavo] This is as long as a n***a rap [Ninth instrumental] [Quavo] Pull up in the Lamb, man I took your ho And I'm from the A, I say my name Quavo Pull up in that Rolls, everything rose gold, fo sho Like my money, DJ Durel, f** 12 Here they come, two feet I bail Never got caught, never was snitch Had a lotta bricks Kick doors and hit licks [Takeoff] Then I f**ed your b**h [Offset] And she did some tricks, sittin' on my dick Let me get it with the drop drop, ooh, ooh, ooh I'm dabbin', dabbin' I'm the king of this dab sh** Come through dabbin' on your b**h f** her real quick You would never know, I would never tell a soul Quavo walked up in the room, pa**ed her to my bro [Quavo] Then I pa**ed that ho to li'l Coach We high five, high five We high five, high five [Offset] Switcharoo I've seen it live Switcharoo put it on Fox 5 [Quavo] I'd put it on p**nhub, but she ain't got it I smashed your ho in the 'Rari I don't know how I did it cause the Rari's a coupe I just got head I was just playin' with you fools

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