TAKEOVER

Lyrics

[Intro] (Viper) (YJMuzik) Gang and them, no lames with them [Chorus] Tell a bitch I hate her before I ask her how her day goin' That's your fault, you should've woke me up with a bankroll Told the bitch straight up I want some chili, nacho mangos He askin' her, "What's that white shit on your face?" Not no mayo They like, "Damn, Ralfy, you still gettin' money?" Yeah, same old I just spent two bands on a shirt, ain't got no name on it She couldn't even recognize her baby, he got a makeover Crashed so many whips, I treat the foreign like The Takeover [Verse 1] Skittles in the box different colors like Crayola Played your bitch like a video game, yeah, game over Yeah, we got the same whip, but not the same odor German enginer from overseas, I got that imported I got shit niggas dream for with no endorsements Same loaf, but that's your life savings, this just a portion How the people supposed to feel you when you forcin' it? Every year we elevate, but watch when I morph again Every day I wake up, I get that feeling like I know I'ma win Lord, can you forgive me for being me 'cause I know I'ma sin? You ain't even gotta ask 'cause you know I got fins Lost Ketchy, lost Drakeo, how I'm supposed to feel normal again? Clutchin' on the heater 'cause I got a snowstorm on my wrist Your favorite rapper got moissanite diamonds, mines all legit Hatin' on me, you don't love your life, buddy, need to call it quits He think life a GTA server, he lost in the mist He be rappin' 'bout money, but I ain't seen it, it's all a myth The chopper turn a nigga to Ghost Rider, throw his bones in the can Bitch tellin' in the foreign, I'ma need a tune-up again I'm just tryna chill, my diamonds doin' Zumba again Hatin' on me is crazy, we don't know if you gon' eat food again Plug got the blueprint, I got the tools to win Secret menu, it's a special if you get two for ten Neck and wrist broke, I don't think I'ma be able to hoop again, the Plug [Chorus] Tell a bitch I hate her before I ask her how her day goin' That's your fault, you should've woke me up with a bankroll Told the bitch straight up I want some chili, nacho mangos He askin' her, "What's that white shit on your face?" Not no mayo They like, "Damn, Ralfy, you still gettin' money?" Yeah, same old I just spent two bands on a shirt, ain't got no name on it She couldn't even recognize her baby, he got a makeover Crashed so many whips, I treat the foreign like The Takeover [Verse 2] If it ain't 'bout the money, then don't even put my name on it Touched so many blues this year, they might as well put my name on it I done seen a lot of obstacles, still ain't folded Oh, you crazy, I got a popsicle stick with your name on it It's easy to spot an opp 'cause they 'fits don't need to bang on 'em It's a safe right now in the field with my name on it Even when the fight long, remember, stay focused They like, "He was gone in sixty, it must be the same culprit" The Plug [Chorus] Tell a bitch I hate her before I ask her how her day goin' That's your fault, you should've woke me up with a bankroll Told the bitch straight up I want some chili, nacho mangos He askin' her, "What's that white shit on your face?" Not no mayo They like, "Damn, Ralfy, you still gettin' money?" Yeah, same old I just spent two bands on a shirt, ain't got no name on it She couldn't even recognize her baby, he got a makeover Crashed so many whips, I treat the foreign like The Takeover