Take Off feat. Baby KC by WavyLilJet Lyrics
[Intro: WavyLilJet & Baby KC]
(I would like to introduce...)
Jet: Lil Jet!
KC: Baby KC!
Jet: On that new wave shit
Jet: 'Bout to cook up in this bitch
KC: Of course!
Jet: Aye!
[Verse 1: Lil Jet]
Nigga iced up and I'm lookin' fresh (Fresh)
You know I'm fly as fuck bitch the name is Lil Jet
You would think it was a relay (Vroom!) how I'm runnin' up these checks (Cash!)
Yeah, I'm spittin' all this heat so (Ice!) I got ice up on my (Ice!) neck
Ba-Ballin' so hard money flippin' like gymnastics (Curry)
Money stretchin' long yeah I call that shit elastic (Racks)
These niggas fuckin' fake yeah these niggas really plastic (Ooo)
Ya fuckin' with the gang and I'll put you in yo' casket (Fwaahh!)
Niggas know I'm up next (Up)
All these niggas up set (Damn)
I don't love ya bitch yeah you know that I just love neck (*Baby KC laughing*)
So don't be mad at me nigga I'm ya majesty
The ice up on my neck it's just shinin' like the galaxy (Yeah!)
Bitch don't hate on me yeah this life is my reality
My bitches they all masterpiece I got me a whole gallery (All)
Ya fuckin' with the gang you'll have ya self a tragedy (Damn!)
Can't nothin' hold me down guess that I'm defying gravity (Woah!)
I know this shit is so hot (Hot!) it'll make yo' head pop
If you think I'm takin' L's yeah ya' twisted like a dread lock
Ain't fuckin' wit' you niggas cause you talkin' to the fed cop (Snitch!)
Me and KC both comin' from the bedrock
If you tryna run up on us we just aimin' for the head shot (Pow!)
We never fuckin' missing 'cause we aimin' with the red dot (Gratata!!!)
I've said what I needed now it's time to take a rest (Phew!)
But my eyes stay open for you niggas tryna' test!
[Verse 2: Baby KC]
This is not trap rap this is real rap
I don't listen to the trash act take yo' pill back
If you feel that you wanna blast gats
You'll get yo' ass capped, wrap packed, body bagged and laughed at
Ima real dad that will slap the shit out of you
I lose my screws and go crazy like a bitch attitude (Raaa!)
Fuck your crew middle finger up 'cause I'm that dude
Drown you in the pool think you safe? You getting it too
You stick to your uz, I'll stick to mine like honey and poo
Take a doo smear it on your face I'm not too rude
Beat you with a shoe nah a hammer think that'll do
Who you know that is this loose and doesn't says oops?
I mean... Some people call me mean I say it's just me
'cause it don't matter to me cause I'm back smoking my weed
I'll provide heat shit just give me a beat
And I'll murder that worse than I did yo' girl pussy (*Spitting noise)
Ya' ears will leak stuck in shock can't even speak
Didn't even notice that you literally just peed
I'm a rap fiend I killed this shit like ya bitch killed ya own seed
I'm a real g but you motherfuckers can't see!
(I would like to introduce...)
Jet: Lil Jet!
KC: Baby KC!
Jet: On that new wave shit
Jet: 'Bout to cook up in this bitch
KC: Of course!
Jet: Aye!
[Verse 1: Lil Jet]
Nigga iced up and I'm lookin' fresh (Fresh)
You know I'm fly as fuck bitch the name is Lil Jet
You would think it was a relay (Vroom!) how I'm runnin' up these checks (Cash!)
Yeah, I'm spittin' all this heat so (Ice!) I got ice up on my (Ice!) neck
Ba-Ballin' so hard money flippin' like gymnastics (Curry)
Money stretchin' long yeah I call that shit elastic (Racks)
These niggas fuckin' fake yeah these niggas really plastic (Ooo)
Ya fuckin' with the gang and I'll put you in yo' casket (Fwaahh!)
Niggas know I'm up next (Up)
All these niggas up set (Damn)
I don't love ya bitch yeah you know that I just love neck (*Baby KC laughing*)
So don't be mad at me nigga I'm ya majesty
The ice up on my neck it's just shinin' like the galaxy (Yeah!)
Bitch don't hate on me yeah this life is my reality
My bitches they all masterpiece I got me a whole gallery (All)
Ya fuckin' with the gang you'll have ya self a tragedy (Damn!)
Can't nothin' hold me down guess that I'm defying gravity (Woah!)
I know this shit is so hot (Hot!) it'll make yo' head pop
If you think I'm takin' L's yeah ya' twisted like a dread lock
Ain't fuckin' wit' you niggas cause you talkin' to the fed cop (Snitch!)
Me and KC both comin' from the bedrock
If you tryna run up on us we just aimin' for the head shot (Pow!)
We never fuckin' missing 'cause we aimin' with the red dot (Gratata!!!)
I've said what I needed now it's time to take a rest (Phew!)
But my eyes stay open for you niggas tryna' test!
[Verse 2: Baby KC]
This is not trap rap this is real rap
I don't listen to the trash act take yo' pill back
If you feel that you wanna blast gats
You'll get yo' ass capped, wrap packed, body bagged and laughed at
Ima real dad that will slap the shit out of you
I lose my screws and go crazy like a bitch attitude (Raaa!)
Fuck your crew middle finger up 'cause I'm that dude
Drown you in the pool think you safe? You getting it too
You stick to your uz, I'll stick to mine like honey and poo
Take a doo smear it on your face I'm not too rude
Beat you with a shoe nah a hammer think that'll do
Who you know that is this loose and doesn't says oops?
I mean... Some people call me mean I say it's just me
'cause it don't matter to me cause I'm back smoking my weed
I'll provide heat shit just give me a beat
And I'll murder that worse than I did yo' girl pussy (*Spitting noise)
Ya' ears will leak stuck in shock can't even speak
Didn't even notice that you literally just peed
I'm a rap fiend I killed this shit like ya bitch killed ya own seed
I'm a real g but you motherfuckers can't see!