Takeover (feat. Justo cash)

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I'm getting high as we speak, cause bitch I love to smoke
Ain't never seen you with no money I guess you love being broke
She gave head when I was sleep bitch I ain't even woke
I got it on me why you laughing bitch I'm lookin for the joke
She don't speak when I see her, my dick be all up in her mouth
How you know I ain't hit yo bitch my shit be all up in her house
I'm a north side nigga but my lil bitch come from the south
She trynna give it up I gotta go see what that pussy about
She lemme f*ck first link, he talkin about he had to fly her out
An I be beatin up my pockets while you niggas stuck in droughts
Lil bro called he need a re'up hold on bro I'm Finna send em out
An imma Eastside nigga but I got demons on da south
Yaaa we get to lockin in an get these niggas mad
I was skipping in tha hallways cause a nigga ain't have a bag
An now we screaming free kakie until we get our nigga back
An by the time they free that nigga we gon make it off the rap
If we don't make it off the rap then we gon make it out the trap
When Im trynna maka song I hit the road bitch I'll be back
I only buy my bitches shit when they be down to stuff dem packs
My lil nigga be tripping I call dat nigga mad max
All I know is hustle bitch I love to stack, if I ain't pickin up the phone
I'm prolly where the moneys at
That perky beatin his ass look like he had a heart attack
I gotta couple college bitches askin where the parties at
An my white bitch she nodding off the pills where "Molly" at
You see the Opps iss in the section soo best believe I got the strap
An if we puttin up them dukes then best believe there ain't no match
He be so sour too the bitches be he da sweetest in his pack
You see dis couple cup bitch dis dat wock
All these niggas screaming "CashCamp" "CashCamp" we on top
An all my niggas scorin I throw the alley-opp he dunk the rock
I'm on my CashCamp shit nigga we boutta turn up the block
I smoke a lot of weed cause i don't f*ck wit perks
I'll have a shoot out toss my bitch the glock like India and durk
Bitch thought I was eatin waffles when I told her pass the syrup
Bitch I'll walk up in the bank an get to flirtin wit da clerk
Come an meet da gang we could do a lot for ya
Like I'm sign to RGS you know I'm fuckin wit da mafia
We don't even need them bitches we already gotta lot of em
He thought he was slick I sent my lil bitch to get da drop on em
He thought he was slick but my lil bitch had got the drop on em
Speedin highway inna foreign see dem light an we don't stop
It's like everyday I gotta watch my back might killa opp
Extendo to sturdy get's rid of ya messes just like a mop
An I'm just waitin on our wait we Finna take off
An I ain't fucking wit no new niggas man cause y'all niggas too soft
I know sum niggas in the club they like to party till the roof off
Run up on an opp wit no mask, I'm boutta run em till his shoes off
Bitch we turnin niggas up for real cause Is a hot summer
How you on papers making music lil boy you pop hunna
I gotta shooter stay in Vegas an I ain't talking about stunna
I told that bitch I'll slime you out, bitch I ain't talking about gunna
She get to sippin on my cup an she ain't even know it's mine
Now she leaning off the drank can't even open up her eyes
She trying to keep a conversation, I keep lookin at her thighs
Then she finally shut her mouth an let me hit it from behind

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