William Burbage - Takeoff lyrics
[Intro: will.] I just rolled me up a blunt, now I'm gone (now I'm gone) I just pushed the bu*ton and I'm gone (and I'm gone) I'll be making hits, I'll be on (I'll be on) [Chorus: will.] Takeoff, takeoff, takeoff Today I might just take off Takeoff, takeoff, takeoff Smoke me one then take off Takeoff, takeoff, takeoff Today I might just take off Today I might just miss calls Hop in the whip then skrt off [Verse 1: will.] Takeoff, takeoff, takeoff Today I might go play golf Buy some snacks and then fall asleep I'm wide awake, but I'm in a dream Ferris Bueller, I might dip out Recording records all in the house I wanna tour bus with an endless route Hide the cash all in the couch Take a picture when you see me 'round 'Cause today I might just take off Leave and I might not see y'all Ignore the phone when she calls Ray Charles, I can't see y'all Flow wavy, I'm so gone Sound wavy, I'm so on Make a mil' off of pronouns And I've been dope since "Profound" Smokin' tree in the back lounge This my day off, boy I'm kicked back Countin' cash while I'm k**ing tracks City know me like a running back Taking off because I'm stating facts Ginobili boy, I left with that Tryna chill with girls and maybe cop some clothes Take a nap and then roll some dope Can't see inside I got the tint on it Box the car, I need a ribbon on it 28 inside my glove compartment Smoking dope in my friends apartment Boss is pissed, this is twice this week Came in late and I smell like weed Blunt wraps in my lunch box I hope this sh** here takeoff My mother need a new watch Voicemails in my inbox Work all night, it don't stop I been k**in' sh** since I was just a kid Start with nothing then I made it big Turn my words all into cash Takeoff sh**, I gotta blast [Chorus: will.] Takeoff, takeoff, takeoff Today I might just take off Takeoff, takeoff, takeoff Smoke me one then take off Takeoff, takeoff, takeoff Today I might just take off Today I might just miss calls Hop in the whip then skrt off [Verse 1: Cam Meekins] I be outside, I be smoking Turn ya b**h into my girl, now she yo' best friend And I live two blocks from the west end 'Bout to pull up in the drop, she gonna hop in Then we takeoff Y'all scam hoes like Madoff I ball hard like playoff And I smoke weed all day, dawg And y'all can't f** with the style For me, your b**h said she'd run a mile And I drink champagne, like it's my birthday I'm never in second, I'm always in first place Whoa, I'm in my zone, blown Smoking on kush got me grown, oh Everyone talking about dough, oh But only investing in hoes, whoa Yo, y'all need to chill Only I smoke weed, I never do pills Just call me Chuncey, I'm up with my bills My girl's so bad, that she gave me chills If it was up to me Motherf**ers would stop coming up to me I'm in something drop, like luxury Can't stand these rappers and their f**ery I got- too much to deal with, dawg So imma need you to drop off Imma need you to stop calling Y'all see the watch, I never stop balling [Chorus: will.] Takeoff, takeoff, takeoff Today I might just take off Takeoff, takeoff, takeoff Smoke me one then take off Takeoff, takeoff, takeoff Today I might just take off Today I might just miss calls Hop in the whip then skrt off Takeoff, takeoff Today I might just-