TaKe tWo lyrics

by

Wheezy


[Intro]
Woo, this that real Memphis sh*t
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(HitKidd, what it do, man?)
Ah, sh*t

[Verse]
I just bought a watch, could've went and got a Jag' (Bling)
2019, Audemars with paper tags (Skrrt)
Walk around with fifty thousand in a Louis bag (Racks) and a fully automatic in a Jimmy Choo-e bag (Bah, bah, bah)
But that's just for protection, I don't say that sh*t to brag (Nope)
Been quiet for a minute, let me turn it up a tad (Shh)
Baby like, "Boy, what's your name?" b*tch, I'm happy that you asked
(Huh?)
Yeah, my first name Co, but my last name Cash (Ho)
Ho, you must thought I was stupid when you Susie Choozie all in my DM like a groupie (Huh?)
Yeah, lil' b*tch, I saw your message, don't mean to be messy, but didn't take the time out to view it (Haha)
Told that lil' b*tch, "Don't confuse it," I don't want the coochie because she might give me the cooties (b*tch)
You say you don't want no scub, but lil' ho, you a scub, you can not be down bad and boujee (I'm sorry, not sorry)
Shawty say I'm rude, she don't like my attitude (I don't give a f*ck)
VV diamond rocks on my ear in solitude (b*tch, I'm 'bout to go)
n*ggas cuffin' thots, never been that kind of dude (I'm like, "n*gga, what?")
Teach you n*ggas how to pop sh*t, give me gratitude (n*gga, give it to me)
Keep a fully loaded Glock, sorry this is not a prop (Brrt, brrt, brrt)
Pull off in a brand new drop, runnin' from the county cops (Vroom, vroom)
I been chasin' after guap, fast n*gga chop-chop (Vroom)
She keep tryna f*ck, told her stop, give me slop top (Nope)
Shut up, you ain't talkin' about a thing, f*ck a n*gga mean? (Shh)
Red bottom runners like I got killed the man and flee the scene (Murder)
Blunt of marijuana, think I'm finished f*ckin' with the lean (Cash)
Reminiscin', I was with the sh*t when I was seventeen (Yup)
Got a brand new crib and brand new whip in 2017 (Yup)
My lil' b*tch gettin' thicker, she been sippin' on amphetamine (Yup)
My lil' n*gga grippin' on the metal like he weldin' things (Yup)
I'ma be a boss and put my people on to better things (Yeah)
Lenny by Louis Vuitton (Yeah, Louis), I put my b*tch in Levon (Yeah, Louis)
Big drip comin' in by the ton (Yeah, ooh), just got it import from Milan (Yeah)
A hundred K just on my diamonds (Yeah, ice), young n*gga flexin' and shinin' (Yeah, rich n*gga)
These n*ggas nickel and dimin' (Yeah, real n*gga)
Racks on me way before signin' (Yeah, yeah)
How you gon' hate on the low, pillow talk to the ho (How?), but be sweet when you see me in public? (Huh?)
I'm under 150, but I just keep snackin' on digits, my pockets gettin' swollen and chubby (Rrr)
Ain't no more shoppin' at Kroger, designer my groceries and Fendi kicks walking through Publix (Nope, nope)
I do not show up for free, so they dropped off a fee, if you see me and my n*ggas clubbin' (I'ma clear all that)
Took a n*gga salary and spent it on my teeth (Big money)
Never been a f*ck n*gga, never been a thief (Never been it)
Always been the G.O.A.T., b*tch,, I never been the sheep (All facts)
f*ckin' on this cash, makin' love between the sheets (Ooh)
Taught myself to never show no signs of the weak (Never weak)
I-I-I do what I want at anytime of the week (I remember that)
If this sh*t ain't beneficial, I don't wanna speak (I don't wanna talk)
b*tch, I'm really 'bout my business, so I keep it brief (That's Cash)
[Outro]
(HitKidd, what it do, man?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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