Takeoff (feat. Kembe X & Hippie Sabotage)

Uh, its ya boy who you?

Yeah yeah aye

The way I feel, aye its like I'm all that shit

Uh, and the way I feel

Aye, we don't owe you shit

Aye aye

I take a dub of the target

And cop a whole ass fit, uh

Cryptic on the phone keep it cautious

Cause I don't trust that bitch

Aye aye

Uh, I'm the affirmationer

Rap game information age

Blast on, penetration age

That's that generation age

That's that, that's that moving state to state

But don't nobody give a fuck bout that

Niggas talk shit but ain't bout that

You bitch where yo house at?

Nigga, I don't mean to offend ya

But you are no contender

I just came off a bender

And I am the descendant of gods

I am the descendant of gods

So motherfucker just don't be surprised

When I takeoff, when I take flight

When I go crazy, when I go dumb

Bitch I go dumb

Oooh ooh oooh oh aye, aye

Wooooo

Look it, I'm sittin' crooked, aye

I hope them coppas don't look at me

They probably throw the whole book at me

And I ain't pressing her for pussy, no

Maybe ducats, aye

Cause I been living off a dream

I been sending off and kushin', every minute off of e

Hope the vibe I'm feeling when I'm giving off it

Just don't be surprised

When I takeoff, when I take flight

When I go crazy, when I go dumb

Bitch I go dumb

Oooh ooh oooh oh look it, I'm sittin crooked

I hope them coppas don't look at me

They probably throw the whole book at me

Look it, I'm sittin crooked

I hope them coppas don't look at me

They probably throw the whole book at me