Take Off by XO Kaden Lyrics
[Verse 1: XO Kaden]
She wanna fuck me ‘cuz I rap now
Ya I get that bag now
And I'm pullin’ on her tracks now
Ya, all that money stack now
Stack it
Still pull up and im packin'
Rackin' , Vlone on my jacket
Packets, movin’ that work ‘cuz im bout it
Creepin' down yo' block with chopsticks
By my, side with, rockets, pop shit
Glock on, my side, gonna' drop shit
XO gang we, drill shit, kill shit
Cook shit, up ya, with no, kitchen
Ya'll niggas some bitches ya'll all just be snitchin'
Took yo' bitch, and now you, trippin’
Hit a sharp turn in the ’Rari now I'm driftin’
Aimin' at yo' head, dont plan on, missin'
If you think you different, welcome to the hitlist
Make it to the top, nigga, it is my mission
[Verse 2: Trippy J]
Yuh
Shots poppin’ off, the fuck?
I've been doin' this shit for not even, a month
Shits getting hectic, we 'bout to blow up
I dont drink lean, but i still pour it up
Ya'll want smoke? the booth is on fire
We tossin' ya'll fools, like clothes in a dryer
At the rate that im goin' gas prices get higher
I don't smoke weed, but I know suppliers
[Verse 3: Trill Dan]
My nigga why you actin' so tough?
Ya'll niggas some pussies, like niggas wassup?
If you want smoke, than come see, pull up
My niggas big dogs, ya'll niggas some pups
Sippin' on lean, in my double cup
We got this blunt, and we ‘bout to roll up
High and I'm faded, don't care what ya'll sayin'
If ya'll gon' pull up and talk down, than im slayin'
Skirt off in the Wraith, my nigga, I'm skatin
I got that supply, but you best be payin'
I walk in the room, and I see yo' girl gazin'
[Outro: XO Kaden, Trippy J, Trill Dan]
Ya she is gazin' , our style is amazin'
XO, Trill, and young Trippy ain't changin'
Catch me in the morgue, see my patient's get taken
Kobe Bean Bryant in the corner, I'm fadin'
She wanna fuck me ‘cuz I rap now
Ya I get that bag now
And I'm pullin’ on her tracks now
Ya, all that money stack now
Stack it
Still pull up and im packin'
Rackin' , Vlone on my jacket
Packets, movin’ that work ‘cuz im bout it
Creepin' down yo' block with chopsticks
By my, side with, rockets, pop shit
Glock on, my side, gonna' drop shit
XO gang we, drill shit, kill shit
Cook shit, up ya, with no, kitchen
Ya'll niggas some bitches ya'll all just be snitchin'
Took yo' bitch, and now you, trippin’
Hit a sharp turn in the ’Rari now I'm driftin’
Aimin' at yo' head, dont plan on, missin'
If you think you different, welcome to the hitlist
Make it to the top, nigga, it is my mission
[Verse 2: Trippy J]
Yuh
Shots poppin’ off, the fuck?
I've been doin' this shit for not even, a month
Shits getting hectic, we 'bout to blow up
I dont drink lean, but i still pour it up
Ya'll want smoke? the booth is on fire
We tossin' ya'll fools, like clothes in a dryer
At the rate that im goin' gas prices get higher
I don't smoke weed, but I know suppliers
[Verse 3: Trill Dan]
My nigga why you actin' so tough?
Ya'll niggas some pussies, like niggas wassup?
If you want smoke, than come see, pull up
My niggas big dogs, ya'll niggas some pups
Sippin' on lean, in my double cup
We got this blunt, and we ‘bout to roll up
High and I'm faded, don't care what ya'll sayin'
If ya'll gon' pull up and talk down, than im slayin'
Skirt off in the Wraith, my nigga, I'm skatin
I got that supply, but you best be payin'
I walk in the room, and I see yo' girl gazin'
[Outro: XO Kaden, Trippy J, Trill Dan]
Ya she is gazin' , our style is amazin'
XO, Trill, and young Trippy ain't changin'
Catch me in the morgue, see my patient's get taken
Kobe Bean Bryant in the corner, I'm fadin'