Take it Slow Skippa Da Flippa (Ft. Offset)

[Intro: Pressa & Offset]
Murda, Murda, Murda shit
Keep all that shit when I'm talking, all that
I'm just gon' load that motherfucker up and pull up
Oh, you think, you think I'm sweet

[Verse 1: Offset]
Yeah, he thought it's sweet, yeah
Fuck on a freak, yeah
I made a hundred this week, yeah
Yeah, I popped a perky I'm geeked, yeah
Fuck on that freak on the sheets, yeah
Pull up in drop top rover hova
I feel like Hova, yeah
I pour a Folger Folger, yeah
Surrounded by dogs and cobras, yeah
Huh, yeah we some soldiers, uh
Put that lil bitch on a bolster
Stick in your mouth, you get motored
I heard that pussy boy told it
Folded, we knowed it
We knew that you niggas wasn't 'bout it 'bout it
Just bought the Bentley, didn't want the Masi
I put a two hundred thou' deposit
I made the profit, think I'm 'luminati
When I board on my jet I'ma count up the check
Icey Patek, I just put the baguettes
Sippin' on Actavis with a lil Tech
Yes, yeah, I got a big check
Run to the money but I never sweat
Yes, yes, go to the check, ayy
How does it feel to get mils?
Count up the mils and I get me a chill
Put her on percocet pills
Get on your knees, bitch you know what it is
Ah, I turn a beast on these niggas
Ah, I bet my bankroll is bigger
Ah, we do not fuck with these niggas
Nah, we from the Nawf and we killers