takethatoff lyrics
by Brennan Jones
[Intro]
(avantegardian)
[Chorus: Brennan Jones]
I been sick for days, I'm still in L.A, huh
That lil' ho wan' get laid, she talkin' too crazy
I just been countin' up all this lil' money, I bought some new Gosha
Yeah, I go slide in that Porsche, my b*tch is from Poland
I flew that lil' b*tch across water, I love when she swallow
I just been kickin' it up in New York, they ain't know I'm from Florida
Yeah, my sh*t blowin' up like a mortar, my money got longer
None of these rappers knew about the clothes, I had to put them on
b*tch, I've been blowin' up, it didn't take that long, yeah
I buy my b*tch in some brand new Dior but I make her take that off
[Verse 1: DiorVsYou]
In L.A but my b*tch from the North
I got racks and my drip on the floor
Got this bad foreign b*tch, she imported
Swear the fun hoes be doin' the most
The b*tch swear that she think she appointed
I f*cked her and her friend then went ghost
Dior my jeans, Raf Simons my tee and these n*ggas still stealin' the drip that I post
Got the b*tch f*ckin' on me and my team, yea I might just pass this b*tch to Brennan Jones
Fire on my hoodie, this sh*t Brennan Jones
I'm in L.A, got two b*tch givin' dome
Jit wanna play with the gang, he get smoked
Yea, it's at least 7k for my coat
Yeah she can see in my face, b*tch I'm baking, I'm smokin' on dope
[Verse 2: southsidesilhouette]
Lil' ho gon' pull up on me
She brought her friends, said "I'm tryna f*ck on the team"
Pocket look like Tris, I think I'm addicted to countin' the green
In the room with the ARP
Bust a move, I might up the heat
n*gga mad, yo' b*tch stuck is on me though
Got that lil' hoe taking off my jeans
Knock it down, I'ma keep it a stack
Feel like a QB, the way that b*tch run it right back
Don't f*ck with you n*ggas, it'll slime you like that (Slime you like that)
[Chorus: Brennan Jones]
I been sick for days, I'm still in L.A, huh
That lil' ho wan' get laid, she talkin' too crazy
I just been countin' up all this lil' money, I bought some new Gosha
Yeah, I go slide in that Porsche, my b*tch is from Poland
I flew that lil' b*tch across water, I love when she swallow
I just been kickin' it up in New York, they ain't know I'm from Florida
Yeah, my sh*t blowin' up like a mortar, my money got longer
None of these rappers knew about the clothes, I had to put them on
b*tch, I've been blowin' up, it didn't take that long, yeah
I buy my b*tch in some brand new Dior but I make her take that off
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I made her take that off