Take Off

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Slim Dunkin] My music down low, but my trunk going humble Hey, pussy nigga mugging, they don't want no trouble Treat him like a quarterback and then surround him like a huddle 38 up in my lap, that butch sound like thunder Now, let me change the subject, this here about stunting Twenty-eight's on the Chevy, that bitch green like Publix And sucker nigga hating, but all the hoes all love it Hey bitch, you want a ride? I'll pull my dick out, better suck it I'm smelling like money and y'all ain't worth a penny Put some grass on these diamonds, but my face is worth a million Two-hundred on the J's, but my swag cost a billion I'm in love with bad bitches, I done fucked about a trillion They say that looks could kill and boy, I'm 'bout to make a killing I swag off in the club, these women flocking like pigeons I ain't rapping, I ain't acting, boy, I do this for a living I need a model bitch who's there to taste me like dinner [Chorus: Slim Dunkin] I'm swagged up, I'm iced out These hoes chewing from the diamonds in my mouth I'm smoking kush, so hoe, I'm high I'm taking off 'cause bitch, I'm fly Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) [Verse 2: Slim Dunkin] The club going stupid, so I'ma go retarded Smoke three blunts, oh baby, I'm just getting started Irene kush stinking like a nigga farted Hey, Waka, fuck flexing, shawty, we stunting Hoes all over the club, I ain't speaking, they think I'm fronting 'Cause if it ain't 'bout money, bitch, I ain't saying nothing Chaz got me by the bar, taking shots, my stomach bubbling And no, don't think the southside ain't [?] Got Dae Dae outside, busting choppers on some enemies When them shots rings off of you, you're dead where you're standing We do this every night, so you can't say that I'm just rap it Got the raw round of applause when you heard them pistols clapping We came here with five, baby boy, we still Fabbin' I'll hit you in your chin and leave you flying like Aladdin Big B's in the air, so you know I'm red flagging I'm leaning on the Caddy, so I'm stunting like my pappy Bitch [Chorus: Slim Dunkin] I'm swagged up, I'm iced out These hoes chewing from the diamonds in my mouth I'm smoking kush, so hoe, I'm high I'm taking off 'cause bitch, I'm fly Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) [Verse 3: Wooh da Kid] Who's whip hotter? Ask your chick 'Cause when she grip, I think she blew the soul out a nigga dick You gotta pay for the rest, I ain't that type of guy And I would stick around, but I gotta fly Take off, you know I'm in the fast car Swerving in and out your chick like a NASCAR One bitch in the bed, the other on the lap One blowing the dick, the other hold the sack I ain't worried 'bout a man, Wooh da Kid strapped Got your bottom, got your main, put them on the track A hundred shots in the [?] for the wise guy Since a kid, bitch, I always been a fly guy [Chorus: Slim Dunkin] I'm swagged up, I'm iced out These hoes chewing from the diamonds in my mouth I'm smoking kush, so hoe, I'm high I'm taking off 'cause bitch, I'm fly Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off) Bitch, I'm fly (take off)