Lift Off

Lyrics

Stick talk, rolled off the fume and we lift off Known for them chips you get chipped off Ship out the brick or we drift off I hit the block with the hitters The body get zipped up and still get to sip soft I had the fever like Rick Ross We get it jumpin like Kris Kross X4 Go to your block and we make shit shake You know how we mobbin bitch I got the strap and my chain do too So these niggas ain't robbin shit My niggas hit cutters on mommas be flippin shit My niggas don't bother shit Run in your mouth like a killer's outside your house So niggas get talkative Authentic niggas fraudulent Re-up time I'm puttin orders in Doin ..... I need to water whip And I had the kitchen with a water whip Quarter ounce to a quarter brick Fed time I afforded it Down south making Florida trips Mexico taking border risk 44 with the nose chopped 4 o's in the stove top or 24 at the trap spot When you leave niggas with the door locked This bust down, fear no opp .... fear no cop I'll be posted on a dirty holding on a dirty room fear no block Talking like they bout that action then they call it off cuz niggas ain't like that Never had a plug nigga sell a couple dubs and niggas gon hype that No cause, I just took the plug fifteen and nigga don't write back Runnin it up and I'ma keep fuckin up this money cuz niggas don't like that Stick talk, rolled off the fume and we lift off Known for them chips you get chipped off Ship out the brick or we drift off I hit the block with the hitters The body get zipped up and still get to sip soft I had the fever like Rick Ross We get it jumpin like Kris Kross X4 I used to trap out the store I was a star in the making I had a plug for the soft If they want it hard I would make it Lil homies stealing them fake kings That got the strip hotter than bacon Been doin it for years These hunnids I'm countin is inch Most of these niggas can't handle weight They get hit with the gun til the handle break I don't got shit for a broke bitch Niggas stand on the strip til the centers break I'm tryna get me an Audemar You touch one of my billys we ... off We shoot it out we don't call it off Shoot at them niggas don't call the law All of these new rappers I'm hyped these I don't think this niggas lightning Talk pretty but they type sweet Bullies with me, we was tight deep ...., get they flight chief I'ma wolf these niggas white sheep I love my bitch but I might cheat If it's a Benz .... Stick talk, rolled off the fume and we lift off Known for them chips you get chipped off Ship out the brick or we drift off I hit the block with the hitters The body get zipped up and still get to sip soft I had the fever like Rick Ross We get it jumpin like Kris Kross X2