Take Off lyrics

[Intro]
This Plies, n*gga
The new n*gga at Slip-n-Slide Records, n*gga
And I don't need Slip-n-Slide to carry me, homeboy
I'm carrying Slip-n-Slide
n*gga, I'm the hottest motherf*cking n*gga in Florida right now, n*gga
You goddamn right, I said I'm the hottest n*gga in Florida right now, n*gga
And I can prove mine, n*gga
Plies, take off

[Verse 1]
Let me put you in the mind of a dope getter
And give it to you from the level of a street n*gga
I'm a small time n*gga with a big city hustle
And I'm the true definition of what you call gutta
And I can get mine the ski mask way or off the muscle
And this year, I'ma make it hard for you motherf*ckers
And if you know anything 'bout me, you know I don't f*ck with
Busters
And if you anything 'bout me, you know I keep it cutter
I'm in a '72 Donk 454
I put chrome in my sh*t and got rid of the oak
And I ain't a chico, so I don't ride 100 spokes
I'm burning good reefer, so I got the roof open
I got a message for the jack boy: keep scoping
Until you rob me, n*gga, pus*y n*gga, you just hoping
This ain't something that just happened, I've been G code
I've been through too much to vibe with pus*y n*gga for what it shows
I learned not to f*ck with pus*y a long time ago
And me and lames don't even vibe, you already know
And I ain't the future of Slip-n-Slide, I'm the right now
It ain't no pressure on me, n*gga, 'cause I can carry mine
I told Shay I wasn't leaving the streets when I signed
'Cause the hood depending on me, n*gga, to hold them down
And I promised myself I'll never get commercialized
These crackers can't play me, n*gga, 'cause I'm too streetwise
And if you ain't in the streets, don't try to give me street advice
And I don't f*ck with you rap n*ggas, you tell too many lies
f*ck going platinum right now, I'm chasing street dreams
I can't depend on this music sh*t, I like nice things
Something 'bout that kingpin status, that amuse me
Only thing that can stop me right now: that federal indictment
And if they do come and they snatch me, then I gotta sit
I know the process, keep my mind closed, speak to the strip
I told my brother to promise to take care of my jit
But if them crackers don't come, I'ma lock dis rap sh*t
And you can tell them rap n*ggas I said it's over with
Only way them n*ggas is gon' be able to eat is get is if I'm featured on they sh*t
When I cut the deal with Slip-n-Slide, I told them to hold my check
I got my own money, sh*t, I'm trying to find a connect
I'm in Dade County, so show me where them Cubans at
'Cause a real hustler know how to make his money stretch
[Interlude]
Ay, n*gga, I can make a believer out you, n*gga
You ain't saying nothing, homeboy
I can take off again right now, f*ck n*gga

[Verse 2]
From Dade County to Duval, my music in every trap
And if you real, you gon' f*ck with me and that's a known fact
I got something that most of these rap n*ggas lack
And that's a street resume that go way back
A young n*gga fourteen jumped off the porch
And I was the young n*gga that all the old crews coached
The same n*ggas in prison now who showed me the ropes
And they ain't got nothing else to live for, I'm their only hope
'Cause a real n*gga last forever, f*ck n*ggas come and go
And getting off first, that's a G n*gga motto
I'm on fire, they ask nann right n*gga for help
'Cause I know I can stand up in the paint my motherf*cking self
And I'm one of the few n*ggas out here left
And I'll put up a bird on my motherf*cking self

[Outro]
Ay, ay, we could run this motherf*cker back, dog
I'll stay up in this b*tch all night, my n*gga
To prove to you n*ggas, dog
That I'm the trillest n*gga in this sh*t right now, dog
And if you don't believe me, n*gga
Come see 'bout me, dog