Takeoff
Check ya bags
Finish ya last
Drink before you crash
Black kicks and black tags
Bad kids and bad dads
Passengers from Baghdad
We drop bombs on em in a fedora just like we 3 stacks
I been on this relapse
Take a pill and relax
Kick back wit my seat back
I’m starving I ain’t eat nun but I don’t need no feedback
Y’all all got opinions, give me two cent like I need that
Yeah, you can keep that
Bought a new car, you ain’t peep that
I enter my plane with the keypad
Come over get a free bag
We smokin on that jet lag
I just copped that next bag
Come down to my sex pad
Just so I can wreck that
Crash
I’m comin down
It’s another relapse again
Pick up my phone and and ask a friend
Say that It’s an accident
When you ask wassup
I’ll just say I’m fucked up
Rolled up before I hung up
All on you I’m hung up
Intelligent but dumb stuck
I guess it’s just some dumb luck
I’m in a loop like doughnut
Am I high, well sho nuff
Gettin old but I’m robust
Stuck here but no dust
Erode away with no rust
I really just... wanna
Takeoff
You never seen slow motion
Less you out there floatin
I’m rollin while coastin
I takeoff with this potent
Show it
Off to all my niggas that done flown in
I goes in
To my own world when I’m smokin
Dissipatin ash like I’m lotion
I ain’t talkin out my colon
I’m just really hopin
One day
We can take off
We can take off
Check out this pretty bud
Share it wit plenty love
Check out the stems too
We cookin up weed soup
Some may call it a drug
So be it I’m plenty buzzed
I drink and I chief too
A Dos can be lethal
It’s foggy I’m see through
I’m plastic I need to
Recycle these doobies they like my homies, I keep you
Close to me, like movies every story got preludes
And we knew
It’s been time to takeoff