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Lyrics Big Stunna – Meek Mill

Takeoff, Takeoff
Takeoff, Takeoff, Takeoff
Takeoff, Takeoff
Takeoff, Takeoff, Takeoff
DJ Durel
Rest in peace my n**ga, Takeoff

Yeah, ’cause
I told n**gas I jump out them jacks
Suppose that I’m foreigned by stats, let’s get it
I had to earn they respect
They hatin’ the more that I flex, they trippin’
I guess they go to the jets
All my young boys threats, they drillin’
N**gas can’t copy my neck
It’s OG, know we erect, we killin’

Step up your game or lose your b**ch
You better hope we don’t choose your b**ch
I’m in my bag, got all of my b**ches out here
Tryna figure out who she with
Love me to death, do whatever I tell her
I f**k her and turn her a lunatic
Jumped off the yacht, then I ran to the chopper
I’m livin’ my life with some movie s**t, yeah

Big stunner, I say, yeah, free Gunna
I say, yeah, free Thugger, wh*ever killed Takeoff, he a sucker
Too many shots off in this Glock
To be ’round n**gas, that’s mean muggin’
Light Benz black, I’m from O’Block
‘Cause this new sticker three-hundred, yeah

Hold on, wait, hit a lil’ b**ch with the, Hold up face
Hundred for the watch, still show up late
That intro drop, they go up straight, lit, it’s lit
Get in my bag, start poppin’ my s**t
Just not on the ‘Gram, I’m really a trip
Shorty real bad, she really a stick
She get on the jet, I’ma willie this b**ch

She was just f**kin’ a lame
I’m givin’ her game, like Wallo, Gillie, and s**t
I just jumped off the plane
A milli’ in cash, like Rylo, killin’ this s**t
Said he f**ked my ho’
And I believed him, so I got rid of the b**ch
Act like I ain’t know her
And I’m so sneaky, I start spinnin’ the b**ch

Spinarella, I want her and her friend together
F**k her friend, I’ma hit her better
Just for disrespect, and I’ma get her jealous
I’ma pass it, ’cause these n**gas ratchet
Double-back and hit it off the .. ashes, I ain’t trippin’
Seen ’em speakin’ and he counted peepin’
And we been together, but I ain’t hit it
Seen a Bugatti, a milli’ in cash
I wanna say f**k it, though, I ain’t get it

I do my numbers and run in my bag
To the point that they can’t even find n**gas
I know n**gas been sleepin’ on me
Put ’em out, so I can admire n**gas
Find out y’all n**gas creepin’ on me
I’ma sit here through, come find n**gas, on gang

Big slider
Rest in peace to Takeoff, go get your switch, ’cause it ain’t safe
Big slider
Rest in peace to Takeoff, go get your switch, ’cause it ain’t safe…

➤ Written by Meek Mill, DJ Durel & Budda Beats
Album: Flamerz 5
Produced by DJ Durel & Budda Beats
Meek Mill | 2022

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