Blast Off

I been waiting now I'm finna blast off
Going hard I been working my ass off
Rob a nigga no mask on

I Been waiting now I'm finna blast off
Going hard I been working my ass off
& I know I said that shit the last time
But the last job was the last job
And these niggas no match for the mob
We turnt up to the max off the bottle
She don't know how many addies she swallowed
Since the opps sent the addy we follow
Since it's late move the package tomorrow
Serve the pack in the back of AFOMA
If that package ain't vacuumed don't want it
You can get cracked in the head with the back of the bottle
No my niggas ain't lacking they on it
Ask yo bitch she'll be back in the morning
I just blitz for the sack like a corner
All my business in tact I'm a owner

All my business in tact like a owner
Don't you trip bout the strap cause it on um
Can't let these bitches distract me I'm grown up
Niggas claiming they clapping ain't on nothing
With yo bitch got them racks I ain't show her nothing
Tell lil Fro chill gotta go with the motion
Was evicted been hit with a notice
Not a grill but the block it be smoking
So conflicted need a bitch to be open
Superstitious broke um in now I'm hoping
I commend ya cause ya heart it been broken
Suck the dick till y'all jaw it get swollen
Venezuela you be all up in the ocean
B.O.A. In the mall spending tokens
I been tryna dodge the law now I'm focused
Now days watch ya dogs they be narcing
In the booth not a call like I'm Clark Kent
Wake up pick up the stick not the small end
Whenever we on a mission we all in
I see no competition Lebron James
Whenever it was an issue the mob came
Got the juice be with Bishop like Mob James
Keep the shades on my bitch with the Lime frames
Been this way for a minute cannot change
I'm still making the serve if you got change
Perkys do some shit to me that Woc can't
I'm invested in Stocks I got Blockchain
My watch shinning a way that yo watch can't
Her head fire ain't you know yo bitch time flame
Frodie got it a felon can't knock um
Bet I hop in & burning the block mane
But I burnt out as soon as the cops came

I Been waiting now I'm finna blast off
Going hard I been working my ass off
& I know I said that shit the last time
But the last job was the last job
And these niggas no match for the mob
We turnt up to the max off the bottle
She don't know how many addies she swallowed
Since the opps sent the addy we follow
Since it's late move the package tomorrow
Serve the pack in the back of AFOMA
If that package ain't vacuumed don't want it
You can get cracked in the head with the back of the bottle
No my niggas ain't lacking they on it
Ask yo bitch she'll be back in the morning
I just blitz for the sack like a corner
All my business in tact I'm a owner

All my business in tact like a owner
I can't fuck with these hoes now I've grown up
In the tires burn holes from the donuts
Shoot the blick he lose plasma like donors
Get the chicken & backend no hold up
Got the chickens in bag it's a hold up
Snatch the chickens in back of AFOMA
Give you shit need it back I'm a loaner
As a kid I was bad was a loner
Knew this shit going bad I was prone to
Barely knowing my dad wasn't in touch
In the studio vent on the Pro Tools
I already been on that mission it's old news
Why that bitch on my dick cause I'm so smooth
Kill a killer the shit that we toast to
Use to wish after Christmas was no school
How the fuck Ima kill em with no shoes
They ain't feel it I dugg it like 4 duece
They won't kill ya just turn ya to produce
Fuck her throat ain't no kids getting produced
They was sleep now they getting awoken
Mari' jeans got me deep in her ocean
She gone Lemme put a bean in her butt
& she like a machine she receiving the tokens
And that's cause she know I'm gonna blast off
Clocking in I ain't working no bad job
I'm the man got her working her ass off
Got them bands just by working that pack off
Like Lil Ray Ray I'm working a nigga son
Niggas praying I end this shit just begun
And you know I come second to none
Set a mission I'm getting it done

I Been waiting now I'm finna blast off
Going hard I been working my ass off
& I know I said that shit the last time
But the last job was the last job
And these niggas no match for the mob
We turnt up to the max off the bottle
She don't know how many addies she swallowed
Since the opps sent the addy we follow
Since it's late move the package tomorrow
Serve the pack in the back of AFOMA
If that package ain't vacuumed don't want it
You can get cracked in the head with the back of the bottle
No my niggas ain't lacking they on it
Ask yo bitch she'll be back in the morning
I just blitz for the sack like a corner
All my business in tact I'm a owner