Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Take Off , by - Popp Hunna. Song from the album Mud Baby, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 24.12.2020
Record label: Popp Hunna
Song language: English
Take Off |
| I’ma ball like I’m Scottie Pippen |
| They be like, «Popp, you so motherfuckin' hot» |
| If you stand too close then you might catch a tan |
| Now I can see why it’s more than a band |
| Bro brought a drum and he sayin', «Let's rock» |
| Uh, I don’t fuck with no cop |
| No red light, man, I won’t stop (Yeah, yeah) |
| Uh, ain’t cuffin' no thot |
| Just want the top, man, I don’t want the box (Woah, woah) |
| Uh, I don’t fuck with no opps |
| Gang tryna kill so we spinnin' they blocks (Brrt) |
| The shit go left when shit hit the fan |
| Niggas always talkin' all that shit on the Gram (Ayy) |
| We gon' pull up to your block in a van |
| Shit all fun and jokes 'til your man get blammed (Go) |
| Shed light on your block, man, this a new land |
| He was acting tough, pulled up, then he ran (Woah) |
| This how you tell that I’m straight from the gutter |
| I walk in the spot with a gun in my pants |
| .223, man, this shit going up |
| Fah-fah-fah, man, right at your top (Top) |
| Even if I don’t even got me a gun |
| If I swing first then the gang gon' ride (Woah, woah) |
| From the North to the South, that’s mob ties |
| Same old gang-gang, squad-squad (Grrah, grrah) |
| Everybody shoot shit, look out |
| Now you a pack, you Zaza (Brrt) |
| Run right down and we takin' your shit |
| Like a STD, man, you just got burnt |
| Try to fall back, I’m a rockstar now |
| I’ma jump in the crowd like Lil Uzi Vert (Yeah, yeah) |
| Don’t try me 'cause you gon' get hurt |
| Don’t run up 'cause you gon' get murked (Woah, woah) |
| I don’t think you wanna be on a shirt |
| So you better think smart while you on this Earth (Hunna) |
| I’m off a Addy, ain’t poppin' no Percs |
| Ain’t talkin' Rihanna, I’m puttin' in work (Pourin') |
| , gotta keep me a gun |
| When I’m out the streets, man, I stay on alert (Pourin') |
| Gimme this head when it freak, when it |
| Told her, «Suck on that dick and don’t get on my nerves» |
| Please do not get on my nerves |
| Pop me a Perc' like (Say what? Huh?) |
| Pop me a Perc' like (Say what? Huh?) |
| Earned my stripes, I earned (Say what? Like huh?) |
| Run up on me, get clipped (What you say?) |
| Run up on me, get burnt (Brrat) |
| (Hunna) Popp came up, he the motherfuckin' man (Yeah) |
| How the fuck he go like straight to the top? |
| He was just locked up in the motherfuckin' can (Can) |
| And the party go down if I step in (FiveSixOne) |
| I’ma ball like I’m Scottie Pippen |
| They be like, «Popp, you so motherfuckin' hot» |
| If you stand too close then you might catch a tan |
| Now I can see why it’s more than a band |
| Bro brought a drum and he sayin', «Let's rock» |
| Uh, I don’t fuck with no cop |
| No red light, man, I won’t stop (Yeah, yeah) |
| Uh, ain’t cuffin' no thot |
| Just want the top, man, I don’t want the box (Woah, woah) |
| Uh, I don’t fuck with no opps |
| Gang tryna kill so we spinnin' they blocks (Brrt) |
| Hop in the Lambo', take off |
| .40 gon' take your face off |
| Hop in the rocket, blast off |
| Niggas wanna play with us, play ball |
| I don’t see haters, Ray Charles |
| I’m on the block with a pack in my drawers |
| Spend me a check when I go to the mall |
| Pushin' the gas when I run from the law |