"TAKING OFF" lyrics

Taking off (taking off)
Taking off (taking off)
Taking off (taking off)
Taking off (taking off)
Taking off, rock your shit
Do me wrong, pop your shit

I was in Atlanta in a Phantom, made it dance up
Riding through Atlanta with my top down, hands up
Smoking on some good dope
Pouring codeine in two cups
Shawty wanna fuck me
Feet straight with a camera

Got on time for it while my head down
Can't see your thing [?]
Got a Gucci snake on my belt, yeah
I see my future Margiela
All of my diamonds are clear
What the fuck I gotta clear up?

Look him in the eyes, don't fear up
I can see him through my rearview
You gotta trust yourself
Before you trust these hoes
But you can't even know yourself
Until you hit that road

I was sipping on too much drink too fast
My mama said, "Go slow,"
But— I pack it too damn fat
My blunt done fell out the Rolls-Royce

With this life, it's no choice
You gotta get right or get left
Baby, it's no choice
You gotta hang tight on that quest
If you wanna find gold coins
No basis, no punch
You not making no noise

Taking off (taking off)
Taking off (taking off)
Taking off (taking off)
Taking off (taking off)
Taking off, rock your shit
Do me wrong

(Do me wrong)
(Do me wrong)