the season (us) - take flight lyrics
[verse: the season]
and my swagger so sick, won’t you tell me what it is
b-tch, come get with this
i’m bout to take flight, i’m bout to take aim
and i’m sipping on that ciroc while i’m flying in my plane
drinks be flinging (flinging)
minks keep swinging (swinging)
my neck be blinging, boy you’ll think we slinging (slinging)
money stay piling, money in my pocket
flow so sick, like i’m slinging narcotics
i got swag like them g’s, from philly had
and i’m blowing on the drag, just like marley had
tear drops under your eye, why you so sad?
sean jean and gucci, won’t you throw it in the bag
girl, leave your man, i got money to crush em
5 grand in my pocket, throw it on em and hush em
n-gga talking sh-t, see it’s time to flush em
my fans will brush em, see my mans would rush em
imagine if i would’ve used my hands to touch em
i’m a self paid millionaire, n-gga you a bluffer
gone try my nerves, you gone be a dead felon
pull the trigger back, watch the bullet heat your melon
i’m out!
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