[Intro: Takeoff]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Takeoff]
It cost a half a ticket for a glass wrist (Half a milli')
But it ain't cost me nothin' for this bad bitch (Ain't cost me nothin', ho)
We the ones that break the stage (Break), then get paid (Pay)
Came in the game, get yo' stain, bet the opps know all our names (Bitch)
Ain't you entertained? (Ho) I bossed her, now she plain (Plain)
The struggle where we came (Struggle), there's smoke bеhind my game (Smoke)
[Verse 2: Quavo]
(Soo, grrah)
Shots get to firin', 'causе some niggas got to hittin' (Hittin')
Made 'em spin twice, 'cause I swear I thought he missed (Go)
Fuck that smoke shit, I got ice on my wrist (Ice)
Still get my hands dirty, I'll wash 'em 'til it's drenched (Soo, soo, soo)
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Bitch, it's the Rocket with all of these chains (Bitch, it's the Rocket)
She got a nigga, but shit, she told me she doin' her thang (Shit, that's cool)
Where there's a plug, well, none are more rockin' right now on terrain (Where there's a plug, oh)
This the type shit that's out yo' lane
[Chorus: Quavo]
Type shit (Type shit), this the type shit (Let's roll)
This the type shit that get yo' bitch hit (Smash)
This the type shit that got you trendin' (Trend)
Killed the right quick but we ain't finished (No)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah
[Verse 1: Takeoff]
It cost a half a ticket for a glass wrist (Half a milli')
But it ain't cost me nothin' for this bad bitch (Ain't cost me nothin', ho)
We the ones that break the stage (Break), then get paid (Pay)
Came in the game, get yo' stain, bet the opps know all our names (Bitch)
Ain't you entertained? (Ho) I bossed her, now she plain (Plain)
The struggle where we came (Struggle), there's smoke bеhind my game (Smoke)
[Verse 2: Quavo]
(Soo, grrah)
Shots get to firin', 'causе some niggas got to hittin' (Hittin')
Made 'em spin twice, 'cause I swear I thought he missed (Go)
Fuck that smoke shit, I got ice on my wrist (Ice)
Still get my hands dirty, I'll wash 'em 'til it's drenched (Soo, soo, soo)
[Verse 3: Takeoff]
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Bitch, it's the Rocket with all of these chains (Bitch, it's the Rocket)
She got a nigga, but shit, she told me she doin' her thang (Shit, that's cool)
Where there's a plug, well, none are more rockin' right now on terrain (Where there's a plug, oh)
This the type shit that's out yo' lane
[Chorus: Quavo]
Type shit (Type shit), this the type shit (Let's roll)
This the type shit that get yo' bitch hit (Smash)
This the type shit that got you trendin' (Trend)
Killed the right quick but we ain't finished (No)
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