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takeoff - xcon-_-g0ded lyrics

takeoff
(akaxzan)
skrr, fye, aye
i got a glock and this jawn finna blow
yeah i’m tryna rock out, i’m doing a show
yeah i’m on the top and you staying below
yeah you is a rookie and i am a pro
(let’s bring the beat back)
y’all heard the crowd, they really my fans
yeah here go the start of akaxzan
i’m finna take off, yeah that’s the plan
i’m only 13 but i will be the man
yeah i point the choppa, yeah i made him dance
i feel like i’m steven, i shoot like i’m lance
yeah don’t play around ‘cause the mac in my pants
yeah we taking off, yeah we going to france

(chocklit)
aye
we ain’t the migos but we finna takeoff
he keep on playin’ we blowin’ his face off
i’m turnin’ up in the game, ain’t no playoff
put ‘em to sleep, lil boy you better layoff
he keep on trippin’, i tie up my lace
i’m with my day ones like riq and lil ace
runnin’ from me, better pick up the pace
yeah we gonna go up ‘til we in outer sp*ce
i’m with the gang lil boy, so don’t play ‘round
he can get swinged on like we on the playground
got em on mute, they got nothing to say now
yo girl is ugly, she cute from the waist down
how many times will i say it? i’m winnin’
i’m starting these waves but you know ian spinnin’
i can’t mess with y’all less you here from beginning
i ride with my trues, yeah they’ll ride ‘til the ending

i ride with my gang and that gang is forever
you run up alone? little boy you not clever
ask when i’ll fail and i’ll tell you, “boy never!”
my mateys won’t stop ‘til we take all the treasure
i’ll be the greatest, yeah that is a fact
you is the lamest, be honest, you wack
y’all is like jill and i’m harder like jack
ima king, tut, man i got what y’all lack

(xcon*_*g0ded)
talk down on the gang, you get turned to a hashtag
i’m with my brothers we pull up with twin mags
i’m getting racks little boy i get big bags
fly to l.a yeah i think i got jet lag
i’m sending shots yeah i’m aiming for his brain
i’m sending shots it go straight through his membrane
i carry twin glocks, they think i’m insane
i play with his life really this is a fun game
(outro)
wait, oh yes, wait a minute mr. postman
hey*eyeah

- xcon _ g0ded lyrics

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