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