Take Off ft. Realistic Lyrics

Houston

We have a problem

Take off

Take off

Take off

Take off

Take off

Take off

Take off

Take off

Uhn

I got it I'm on it, been clocked in and working since top of the morning

I'm getting my jog in I run laps round the fact that they lack in performance

I'm feeling like Harden cause when I pop on the net all the haters exhausted

So proceed with precaution, I'm Hakeem on the stage had a dream I'm a rock it

Yeah I'm over they head like a comet

On top of they head like a bonnet yeah

Need all of my rings like I'm Sonic

Max all of my deals I'm a sign it yeah

Can see through the surface like glass floors

Like me on these verses my cash flows

Ain't no need for a hearse in these black clothes

We just suited for work like we Nat Cole

We gone ball every year cause we that cold

It's the truth so get used to the facts bro

It's the young bul straight outta Philly

But I'm flying through Houston like Astros

Houston got a problem with the way that we been balling

Houston got a problem but don't trip cause I'm a solve it

Houston got a problem cause the money keep on calling

I can't ever turn it down bout to take off like a rocket we gone

Take off

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