Take Yo sh*t lyrics

[Chorus: Lotto Savage]
Off-White on my coat, I'ma take your sh*t
Murders, robberies, and felonies and Draco sticks
All my n*ggas stuntin', we take your b*tch
When I wear Ferragamo, we can't keep no b*tch

[Verse 1: Lotto Savage]
Hundred round drum on the stick
Pull up on your block and let it hit
I just want your neck, you can let my partner hit
He be on that he say she say, talkin like a b*tch
So I had to cut him off, where I'm from all my n*ggas with the sh*t
Caught him in his apartment, you know we took his sh*t
Shot him with 15 Aks and Drakos, you know I love my sticks
Never wearin no Faragamo, I sware I can't cuff no b*tch

[Chorus: Lotto Savage]
Off-White on my coat, I'ma take your sh*t
Murders, robberies, and felonies and Draco sticks
All my n*ggas stuntin', we take your b*tch
When I wear Ferragamo, we can't keep no b*tch

[Verse 2: Yung Bans]
From the southside, where we jug and finesse
Anything could happen, never know what's next
I just hit a lick, and flooded out my Patek
f*ckin on this n*gga b*tch, cause he ain't got no respect
Got Lotto with me, we be thuggin
Stripper n*gga, we left him in his draws
Free the whole gang, doing time behind the wall
You wonder why them Magnolia n*ggas be at large
[Chorus: Lotto Savage]
Off-White on my coat, I'ma take your sh*t
Murders, robberies, and felonies and Draco sticks
All my n*ggas stuntin', we take your b*tch
When I wear Ferragamo, we can't keep no b*tch