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Take LA - Takeoff
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Take LA Takeoff

Take LA - Takeoff
[Intro]
(Good job First)

[Chorus]
Water, water diamonds, you can see me clearly (Splash)
This that trap shit, listen you might get conspiracy
Brrd, had to call my jeweler, tell em’ put that glass on me (Iceman)
Blue cheese, hangin’ out my jeans, got that bag on me (Datway)
Know some niggas, gangbang, gotta keep a rag on em’
Put that bitch on paperwork, if imma put that ass on her

[Verse]
They wanna start the shit, so we gonna finish the shit
Ain’t get a contact on my plug (Brrd)
But I put a brick on my wrist
I got the magical stick (Skrr, skrr)
Chop a lick, let’s make us a flick (Chop a lick)
I bought a ass for the bitch
So you gotta pay just to hit (Smash)
My wrist is immaculate
Choppa causin’ catastrophe (Brrd)
That fuck shit ain’t happenin’ (Where)
My niggas some savages (Savages)
The extras, I’m grabbin’ it (Extras)
I’m talkin’ bout all of it (All of em’)
Just left my show, shе stalkin’, followin’ me
She keep on callin’ me (Brrd)
You wanna show? Givе me eighty
Pocket rocket, baby three eighty (Pew, pew)
Momma got a new Mercedes
Thinkin’ bout’ coppin’ a [?], three eighty
Was thinkin’ they fakin’ they hate me
Fuck em’, I wouldn’t make it
Migo gang, never traded
Pinky ringer cost ya savings (Woo, woo)
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