
take it off midwxst (Ft. kaixan)
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[Chorus: midwxst]
She stopped by the crib, I told her, "Take it off"
You know I'm getting money, getting quite a lot
And no, I don't got no patience, I don't like to talk
We pull up in public with that chopper, we gon' let it off
[Verse 1: midwxst]
You know we might let it off (Let if off), we might let it off (Yeah)
Blow that choppa, let it pop (Let it pop)
You gon' make me scoff
I ain't fuckin' with no cop (Oh)
Caught 'em, got the drop
I got this shit on loss
I been sippin' on that Voss (Oh)
Know that water in my body (Yeah)
If I wanted to, I'd walk up in that bitch
Walk in that party, steal your shawty (Shawty)
And I know that she is bad as fuck, that bitch look like a Barbie (Barbie)
I need my whip fuckin' red to match my outfit, that Ferrari (Ferrari)
Sippin' on that Henny, I could not fuck with Bacardi (Bacardi)
That boy rockin' Vlone, I know that boy really sorry (Sorry)
And, I know that when they break up, I'm gon' be the one she callin' (Callin')
I don't even be up on no court, but know I'm ballin' (Yeah, yeah, I'm ballin', I'm ballin')
I put that shit on God
I text her what the fuck she want, 'cause I don't wanna talk
And everybody know my story, no, you don't at all (At all)
Tryna say that I'm your homie, but you never call me
She stopped by the crib, I told her, "Take it off"
You know I'm getting money, getting quite a lot
And no, I don't got no patience, I don't like to talk
We pull up in public with that chopper, we gon' let it off
[Verse 1: midwxst]
You know we might let it off (Let if off), we might let it off (Yeah)
Blow that choppa, let it pop (Let it pop)
You gon' make me scoff
I ain't fuckin' with no cop (Oh)
Caught 'em, got the drop
I got this shit on loss
I been sippin' on that Voss (Oh)
Know that water in my body (Yeah)
If I wanted to, I'd walk up in that bitch
Walk in that party, steal your shawty (Shawty)
And I know that she is bad as fuck, that bitch look like a Barbie (Barbie)
I need my whip fuckin' red to match my outfit, that Ferrari (Ferrari)
Sippin' on that Henny, I could not fuck with Bacardi (Bacardi)
That boy rockin' Vlone, I know that boy really sorry (Sorry)
And, I know that when they break up, I'm gon' be the one she callin' (Callin')
I don't even be up on no court, but know I'm ballin' (Yeah, yeah, I'm ballin', I'm ballin')
I put that shit on God
I text her what the fuck she want, 'cause I don't wanna talk
And everybody know my story, no, you don't at all (At all)
Tryna say that I'm your homie, but you never call me
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