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quavo & takeoff - not out lyrics

[intro: takeoff]
yeah, yeah, yeah
okay
(dj durell)
let’s get it

[chorus: takeoff]
what we doin’? said let’s pop out (pop out)
up day at my roster, had to swap out (swap out)
you can’t find it ’cause it’s not out (you know that, haha)
(n+gga, we in the same group of [?], northside sh+t)
no for real though
[verse 1: takeoff]
i hop on the plane (let’s get it)
don’t go nowhere without that money on me (money)
i feel like i’m mike
i got a suitcase with two hundred for emergency seats (only)
[?] in bracelets, i’m hunted lowkey, it ain’t nothin’ to me (sh+t)
you tryna cuff ’em, but if i wanted the b+tch, she comin’ with me (b+tch)
fly to a island, hop up a jet, we at the s+x retreat
b+tches runnin’ ’round geeked (geeked)
i ain’t been home in weeks (weeks)
it’s a lot of more chicken to get
and i ain’t been sleep (sleep)
she love, she did me a favor (thank you)
now i done turn to a beast (rrr)
i bang so much at the crib, she told me she want me to give her some to eat (you kiddin’ me)
he tried to play with the gang, f+ck him
bring out the broom and sweep (sweep)
[?] the belt, diamonds on the buckle
leather crosses on the denim, touch ’em (touch ’em)
he ain’t steppin’, boy, that n+gga a sucker (sucker)
i’m havin’ motion and emotion (havin’ it)

[interlude: takeoff]
i’m havin’ motion and emotion
you know i’m really private
but if it’s time to pop it, n+gga, i’m gonna pop it (pop that sit)
you know what i’m sayn’?
you know we’re hard for this sh+t
we took the gang out the hood in hollywood
for real
[verse 2: quavo]
(huncho)
what we doin’? ayy, let’s pop out (woo, we gone)
lil’ bro got that stick and he so shot out (brr, shot)
gang+gang in this b+tch, f+ck a opp, we a rock out (f+ck ’em)
broke b+tch out here trippin’, lil’ ho, sit down (b+tch)
pull up, robotic coupe, hit the b+tton (skrrt)
it’s night out, lil’ n+gga, don’t touch that (don’t touch that)
in the opp party, i’m clutchin’ (huh)
if a n+gga look wrong, then i’m bussin’ (raah)
too paranoid, geeked off of somethin’ (too geeked)
if they lookin’, i’m leavin’ the country (i’m gone)
maybe i go off to london
young n+gga gon’ blow the door off the function (goo)
whatever they did just not in (nah)
young n+ggas rather go scam and spend (scam)
young n+gga rather go trap and trend
young n+gga rather go do a drip (oh)
young n+gga better go handle his (woo)
in the trap, i done turned to a millionaire (on god)
he wanted some pounds, i said send ’em well (pew)
ayy, take, how many bags is sittin’ there? (on team)

[verse 3: takeoff]
i can’t count the number, all these bags we got (three, four, five, six, seven, f+ck it)
can’t tell me how many times i told you you high (high)
i can’t tell you how much money we got (nah)
i can’t (i can’t)
i can’t (i can’t)
i can’t (i can’t)
i can’t (i can’t)
(you now that)
let’s go
[chorus: takeoff]
what we doin’? said let’s pop out (pop out)
up day at my roster, had to swap out (swap out)
you can’t find it ’cause it’s not out (you know that, haha)
(n+gga, we in the same group of [?], northside sh+t)
no for real though

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