Take Off

Lyrics

[Chorus: Diesel & Lil Mister] I got bands in my pocket, bitch, you know I'm a boss Smokin' dope, I'm with the stars, bitch, you know that I'm gone Similar to a plane, bitch, the way I take off Enemies our mini-me's, yeah, these niggas too small Enemies won't hold me back, bitch, I'm 'bout to take off (yoom) These niggas, I don't know, I just call 'em the flaw When we make it to the top, guarantee we gon' ball (ball out) I'ma giant to you niggas, man, you niggas is small [Verse 1: Lil Mister] I'm on my money shit, they say I think I'm a boss I'ma shine on you niggas, all I know is to floss And my pockets super fat like I stuffed Rick Ross Ridin' in a foreign whip just to splurge and show off If you hit the loud once, man, I swear you gon' cough And my homies with the shits, so you niggas, get lost In my zone, turnin' up, yeah, I'm 'bout to blast off Three, two, one Montana go ham, bitch, I go ape shit Ridin' in a Benz, bitch, I am skatin' Diesel is my mans and we stay up off that loud Pack, sticky shit, keep a nigga in the shit [Chorus: Diesel & Lil Mister] I got bands in my pocket, bitch, you know I'm a boss Smokin' dope, I'm with the stars, bitch, you know that I'm gone Similar to a plane, bitch, the way I take off Enemies our mini-me's, yeah, these niggas too small Enemies won't hold me back, bitch, I'm 'bout to take off (yoom) These niggas, I don't know, I just call 'em the flaw When we make it to the top, guarantee we gon' ball (ball out) I'ma giant to you niggas, man, you niggas is small [Verse 2: Diesel] Off the loud, my eyes low, I can't see you at all I know all these bitches going, I crack 'em like credit cards I pull up, straight flexin', hoppin' out foreign cars Sippin' on that space juice, I'm VIP up in Mars I'm too high, need a parachute Girl pussy warm like a pair of shoes And the watch sick, a nigga might puke (ugh) Don't come at me wrong or I might shoot I'm all about the money, I'm gettin' to the loot Make my gun blow like a tuba do I'm through this bitch, I stay blowin' pack My money long and my pockets fat Like Velcro, I keep the strap I could make a scene if they wanna act That trigger pulled and them shells clapped My cup full and them Swishers fat Me and Mister run hoes like back-to-back Bring the seven out the door like I'm shootin' craps [Chorus: Diesel & Lil Mister] I got bands in my pocket, bitch, you know I'm a boss Smokin' dope, I'm with the stars, bitch, you know that I'm gone Similar to a plane, bitch, the way I take off Enemies our mini-me's, yeah, these niggas too small Enemies won't hold me back, bitch, I'm 'bout to take off (yoom) These niggas, I don't know, I just call 'em the flaw When we make it to the top, guarantee we gon' ball (ball out) I'ma giant to you niggas, man, you niggas is small