TAAKE OUUT lyrics

Why would I be in the sh*t that I know
The city's too blue, my time to find
Came wit a Glock, not my gun

He was a fan, he was beggin' for mine
And once in a block, tried to get to know my
R.O.B, I put the stars up on the fly
There's no one to carry me in my bad side

Why did you ruin it? That ain't so fun
We're on a flight, we're about to land
And I, he can't get any more

I smoke it and pack it, it's loud
I goin it back straight up

I eat the beats, TAAKE OUUT
I'm like, girl, you know what I want
So no, we can't make out
Rich white girl at the lake house

I don't know what they bout
I'm with they hoe, she facе down
Like you could catch a K-Round
Let's go
Give mе my money, I'll do what I want
Bend a b*tch over she with a blunt
And I'll say, who am I getting on
Talking to shawty, I dont give a f*ck

Why you so mad
Why you all on at my nuts
I'll leave you riding a Big-Body once
Just hit the floor, I do it for fun

You better get out of me, I don't mind
It was right
Flew in my pocket, they feel like Smurf
Twenty three shots, made the OV-HO twerk

Deliver my kids, I wear the hat first
Close range wit a Glock, let's blow my shirt
Yeah, f*ck
Ew, that little b*tch want some of that

They tryna get with me, look, boy, you can lie
Me, and Ken, pour up ten shot
f*ck, sh*t, I'm sorry, okay
You can't have her, but I can

f*ck, buddy, right before you get to my head
Check, boy, that boy ain't get no rest