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takeoff – let me chill out (motion) lyrics

[intro: takeoff]
yeah, yeah
uh, uh, uh
ooh, yes sir
(buddah bless this beat)

[chorus: takeoff & rich the kid]
heard they was sleep (sleep)
made a mill’ this week (eminem)
they thought it was over (how?)
we got ’em geeked (geeked)
i built the ark like noah
pour the syrup in the morning like folgers (pour up)
i got to dirty my soda (let me chill out, what?)

[verse 1: takeoff]
i just popped a x, (x) bitin’ down on my t++th (hrr)
bitin’ down on your b+tch (hrr), ’cause she walk around on fleek (fleek)
me and my gang elite (elite)
you and your gang sweet (p+ssy)
i got motion, i done had a threesome (d+mn)
what time? right about three (let’s go)
i’m on a jet, it’s a fourteen this time (jet)
when we up, ain’t no tellin’ what we doing inside (lеt’s go)
versace, they covеr my eyes
i’m geekin’ but i ain’t surprised (geek)
you try it, you think they ain’t gon’ slide? (brrt)
they know i go ye about mine (ye)
bought a new watch, i got time
can’t tell ’em too much, they dropping dimes
[verse 2: rich the kid & youngboy never broke again]
brand new patek, it’s straight out the box (what?)
drop the top, i might pull up with top (skrrt)
took your b+tch, better give me the mop (the mop)
took the crack, went and turned it to guap (guap)
b+tch gone, i ain’t hangin’ up posters (what?)
double cup of the lean, no coaster (lean)
started snitchin’, then he ended up over
livin’ high, but he died sober (mhm)

[verse 3: youngboy never broke again]
i got motion
not a dime, she a quarter, she a token
turned up, see the b+tch havin’ motion
money talk in the rod like a spokesman
i got motion
she wanna pop a g6, havin’ motion
no, i’m not stoppin’ this sh+t, i got motion
she got her own sh+t, so, she got motion
know that i’m havin’ this sh+t up in motion

[verse 4: rich the kid]
she a demon, took half a g6 (g6)
drop a perc’ in my cup of actavis (act’)
i be tripping, i need a therapist (thera’)
out the pint, but no f+cking quality test (nah)
she say i’m a lean addict (lean)
b+tch boujee, with a bust down patek (patek)
stayed up all night, count a mill’ on addies
plug just touched down, tell ’em send me the addy (plug)
[chorus: takeoff & rich the kid]
heard they was sleep (sleep, hrr)
made a mill’ this week (eminem)
they thought it was over (how?)
we got ’em geeked (geeked)
i built the ark like noah
pour the syrup in the morning like folgers (pour up)
i got to dirty my soda (let me chill out, what?)

- takeoff lyrics

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