Kembe X, Alex Wiley, Hippie Sabotoge - Takeoff lyrics
[Kembe X, Alex Wiley, Hippie Sabotoge - Takeoff lyrics]
Uh, it's ya boy who you? Yeah yeah aye
The way I feel
Aye it's 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
Oooh ooh oooh oh oooh ooh oooh oh
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
Oooh ooh oooh oh oooh ooh oooh oh
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
Look it, I'm sittin crooked
I hope them coppas don't look at me
They probably throw the whole book at me
The way I feel
Aye it's 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
Oooh ooh oooh oh oooh ooh oooh oh
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
Oooh ooh oooh oh oooh ooh oooh oh
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
Look it, I'm sittin crooked
I hope them coppas don't look at me
They probably throw the whole book at me