Takeoff Interview Lyrics


Interview by TakeOff

They say that nigga that don't talk much is that nigga that having them large bucks
We gotta make sure we hit first no more drive-bys we do walk-ups
We on top ain't no runner up, come on outside take the chalk up
Look like I just bought the bank all this money, I'm just tryna fill my vault up

Don't ask me no questions no more interviews 'cause I don't really like to talk much
Not that I don't know how to speak you just ain't paying me enough to talk much
Not paying attention to Tweets 'cause if I see 'em I'll wanna off some
On Instagram flexing Phillippe like you the first but I been bought one
Ain't posting no drink on the internet but I'll be drinking codeine when that drought come
She said that she from Puerto Rico but after that head, I asked where that mouth from
I knew that was the outcome, ask me where I get my style from
Sherbert cookies in a Wild Rum, China plug out in Taiwan
Northside where I come from, Cuban link on top of tinted racks another Cuban link on the right arm
My niggas they don't do no talking they eyeing them niggas to see what they on
My fashion on wildin' must have a stylist but boy I put that shit on
Pull up I'm dropping the top on a dime
Wrist glitz bitch your bitch need a fix
Paranoia watching cameras, take shit with my stick
Off the jet to my shows back on jet with your bitch
She get wet out them clothes give her dick and that's it

They say that nigga that don't talk much is that nigga that having them large bucks
We gotta make sure we hit first no more drive-bys we do walk-ups
We on top ain't no runner up, come on outside take the chalk up
Look like I just bought the bank all this money, I'm just tryna fill my vault up

I make a hundred thousand on an accident
Pushing work my pockets masculine
Ain't no nigga running up to snatch this shit
I was hoping not to have to whack a bitch
I just paid 500k for the whip
I just paid 100k for the wrist
Clarity, wedding band rings on my fist
It's a charity, giving out dick to your bitch
Naked faces got me dripping lately
The choppa working whats the bitch-uation
Matchin' gator gang affiliated
Trapping out my head detonated
I stand in the pot make it incubated
Bought a plain watch I didn't want the glacier
Hop on that plane Gucci aviators
300 deep ain't no gladiators
Got a big bank in my vault
Sharpshooters on the top of roof
It's a hole in one nigga like golf
Niggas I hit throwing salt
I let the money go talk
I'm rich you can see what I bought
I'm on Saturn I'm sipping on cough
Cook the batter then send the work off

They say that nigga that don't talk much is that nigga that having them large bucks
We gotta make sure we hit first no more drive-bys we do walk-ups
We on top ain't no runner up, come on outside take the chalk up
Look like I just bought the bank all this money, I'm just tryna fill my vault up

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