Lyrics Took Off - Bankroll Freddie

Took Off

Who made this beat?
Twysted Genius, baby
Bankroll
Took off on these niggas, huh (I'm gone), think I’m in a Nascar (Skrrt)
Reachin' for my chain (Bah), I’ma blow your ass off (Bah, bah, bah)
Just copped that new 'Vette (Skrrt), I been grindin' my ass off (I'm grindin')
Money, power, respect (Woo), that’s that shit I stand for
Took off on these niggas, huh (I'm gone), think I’m in a Nascar (Skrrt)
Reachin' for my chain (Bah), I’ma blow your ass off (Bah, bah)
Just copped that new 'Vette (Skrrt), I been grindin' my ass off (I'm grindin')
Money, power, respect (Woo), that’s that shit I stand for
Ran up me a baguette (I'm runnin'), Eastside boy, you gotta respect it (Respect
it)
If you got a problem with the Bank, you better check it (What you tryna do?)
You reachin' for my necklace, bitch, you must wan' meet the reverend (Bah, bah,
bah)
It ain’t shit to drop a bag, I call, them killers strech ya, huh (Go kill him)
Never sold that tissue, I got grass, it’s so official (Got gas)
Every time you see me, bitch, I’m cleaner than a whistle
Real sauce dripper, huh, real boss nigga, huh (Real boss)
Some my niggas bloody but my other niggas Crippin' (They Crippin')
I got bags for sale, lil' shawty, come and place your order (Gas, course)
I got Mexicans that pass over the border, they get you snorters (Got bricks)
My migo send a thousand pounds, they comin' 'cross the border (A bag)
Young Richie Porter (Richie), might cop me a Porsche (Skrrt)
Took off on these niggas, huh (I'm gone), think I’m in a Nascar (Skrrt)
Reachin' for my chain (Bah), I’ma blow your ass off (Bah, bah, bah)
Just copped that new 'Vette (Skrrt), I been grindin' my ass off (I'm grindin')
Money, power, respect (Woo), that’s that shit I stand for
Took off on these niggas, huh (I'm gone), think I’m in a Nascar (Skrrt)
Reachin' for my chain (Bah), I’ma blow your ass off (Bah, bah)
Just copped that new 'Vette (Skrrt), I been grindin' my ass off (I'm grindin')
Money, power, respect (Woo), that’s that shit I stand for
I’m the, I’m the man, yeah, I’m the man up in my city (Yeah)
No rapper ever made it, I’m the first one, yeah, I did it (Ayy)
Got power like 50 (50), bad boy like I’m Diddy (P. Diddy)
I’m Pierce up in my neighborhood (What up, B?), big dawg, just call me Clifford
Stop talkin' 'bout six figures (Hey, stop it)
Boy, I been had six figures (Been had it)
And while we on six figures, screaming free my dawg 6 Figures (Free 6)
Been havin' racks, six figures (Racks)
For like 'bout six Decembers (Solid)
I had a bag before the deal, these rappers just pretenders (The bag)
I’m Mr. Get-'Em-In, they get 'em in and get 'em gone (Out of here)
I ran my bag up by myself while pumpin' all this strong (I did)
Nobody gave me shit and ain’t nobody put me on (Nobody put me on)
Bought a half a zone (Zone), and since then, I been on (Big Bank)
Took off on these niggas, huh (I'm gone), think I’m in a Nascar (Skrrt)
Reachin' for my chain (Bah), I’ma blow your ass off (Bah, bah)
Just copped that new 'Vette (Skrrt), I been grindin' my ass off (I'm grindin')
Money, power, respect (Woo), that’s that shit I stand for
Took off on these niggas, huh (I'm gone), think I’m in a Nascar (Skrrt)
Reachin' for my chain (Bah), I’ma blow your ass off (Bah, bah)
Just copped that new 'Vette (Skrrt), I been grindin' my ass off (I'm grindin')
Money, power, respect (Woo), that’s that shit I stand for