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d’aydrian harding - takeoff lyrics

[intro]
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[verse 1: d’aydrian harding & filmer]
i’m ready to take off, n+gga talk tough then we blowin’ his face off
all this cake got us havin’ a bake off
all this hard work on god is gon pay off, my choppa is sick, n+gga that’s why the drac’ off
these n+ggas be p+ssy, they flake off
my future bright like i’m taking my shades off
smoke the pot and we rap in the stu’ (yeah)
get the bag and we stackin’ on boof
on the roof and we slide in the coupe
down to catch a lil body or two (bow)
down to catch a lil body or four
couple shooters they stay by the door
ask your mans, yeah, they up n’ reload
ten bands and they slide and reload
he said “that we making in ten” we gon’ skirt off, tires scratchin’, hop in the benz
track off, it’s so loud, it’s so fast, i’m hittin the gas, i get lost in the wind
she childish, she act like a kid, so f+ck the bullsh+t, i’m hop on her friend (on god)
it’s the last you gon’ hear us, so cut the beat off, man you know this the end
[bridge: d’aydrian harding & filmer]
nah, ain’t no way you gon’ end the song like that
bruh it’s too hard, it’s too hard
i mean it was hard, but bro, we gotta give more than that, that was a minute long, bruh
you want to?
i think we go to, this not really out choice man
alright bet

[verse 2: d’aydrian harding & filmer]
you thought we was done, but we got some more of that
if you want beef, then we outside (doordash)
if you wanna snap we outside (doormat), if you wanna flex we outside (no cash)
hop in the tesla, no keys, and it’s tinted
i scratch off the lock, get the tag, it ain’t rented (d+mn)
i got a bad b+tch, bend her over then drill it
these n+ggas they hate us, we stand on our business (on god)
i know that i’m golden, and not no retriever
i hit her one time, i’ma sn+tch her and leave her (ruff)
on youtube, i’m blowin’ up, just off the meter
man cooter take off, i’ma need me a breather
now that i’m back and i’m talkin’ my sh+t
remember the time i ain’t never had sh+t
look like a bum, but you know that i’m rich
look at the gang, man, you know that we lit (let’s go)
i don’t got to keep guac’ in my pocket, to show these lil n+ggas know that i’m legit (i’m him)
i stay in the a, i feel like el chapo the way i’m controlling this sh+t (hah)
i play the nice guy, you push the wrong b+tton, we ending up blowin’ this b+tch
n+ggas be watch—watchin’ my life, i might just go and start me a twitch
i’ma hit from the back, have her screamin’ (ah!)
off the molly, she booted she geekin’
i’ma f+ck the b+tch, then hit the gritty, her n+gga keep callin’, ain’t know she was cheating
like serena you know we bring racks in
spend a five, got a dub and we back ten
crazy money, people think we trappin’
face down, let me see how that back bend
back bend and she lowkey an acrobat
she a blunt so you know that we passin’ that
n+gga, i’m sober, so don’t even pass that
my bad gang, you know that this rap is cap
you good, they know that we cappin too
goin’ crazy, the first time in the stu’
we times two, and on god we ain’t number two (on god)
you on top, n0body could f+ck with you (d+mn, you really on that sh+t?)

- daydrian harding lyrics

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