[Intro: D’Aydrian Harding]
(Greatness did this one)
I'm ready to take off! (Lookin' ass)
Flexus (Flexus)
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

[Verse 1: D'Aydrian Harding & Filmer]
I'm ready to take off, n***a talk tough then we blowin' his face off (Baow, baow)
All this cake got us havin’ a bake off, I stay in the field like I'm playin' the playoffs
All this hard work on God is gon' pay off, my choppa is sick, n***a that’s why the drac’ cough
These n***as be pussy, they flake off
My future bright like I’m taking my shades off
Smoke the pot and we rap in the stu’ (Yeah)
Get the bag and we stackin’ on boof
On the roof and we slide in the coupe (Shh)
Down to catch a lil' body or two (Bow)
Down to catch a lil' body or four (Bruh)
Couple shooters, they stay by the door (Ooh)
Ask your mans, yeah, they up n’ reload (Bow)
Ten bands and they slide on the low (Skrt)
He said “That we making in ten” we gon’ skirt off, tires scratchin’, hop in the Benz (Skrt)
Track off, it’s so loud, it’s so fast, I’m hittin the gas, I get lost in the wind
She childish, she act like a kid, so fuck the bullshit, I’ma hop on her friend (On God)
It’s the last you gon’ hear us, so cut the beat off, man you already know this the end

[Bridge: D’Aydrian Harding & Filmer]
Nah, ain’t no way you gon’ end the song like that
Bruh it’s too hard, bruh it’s too hard
I mean it was hard, but bro, we gotta give more than that, that was a minute-long, bruh
You want to?
I think we go to, this not really our choice, man
Alright bet
[Verse 2: D’Aydrian Harding & Filmer]
You thought we was done, but we got some more of that
If you want beef, then we outside (DoorDash)
If you wanna snap we outside (Doormat), if you wanna flex we outside (No cash)
Hop in the Tesla, no keys, and it’s tinted
I scratch off the lock, check the tag, it ain’t rented (Damn)
I got a bad bitch, bend her over then drill it
These n***as they hate us, we stand on our business (On God)
I know that I’m golden, I will not retrieve her
I hit her one time, I’ma snatch her and leave her (Ruff)
On YouTube, I’m blowin’ up, just off the meter
Man Cooter take off, I’ma need me a breather
Now that I’m back, I’m gon' be talkin’ my shit (Okay)
Remember the time I ain’t never had shit
Look like a bum, but you know that I’m rich
Look at the gang, man, you know that we lit (Let's go)
I don’t got to keep guac’ in my pocket, to show these lil' n***as, they know I’m legit (I’m him)
I stay in the A, I feel like El Chapo the way I’m controlling this shit (Hah)
I play the nice guy, you push the wrong button, we ending up blowin’ this bitch
N***as be watch—watchin’ my life, I might just go and start me a Twitch
I’ma hit from the back, have her screamin’ (Ah!)
Off the Molly, she booted she geekin’
I’ma fuck the bitch, then hit the griddy, her n***a keep callin’, ain’t know she was cheating
Like Serena, you know we bring racks in
Spend a five, got a dub and we back ten
Crazy money, people think we trappin’
Face down, let me see how that back bend
Back bend and she low-key an acrobat
She a blunt, so you know that we passin’ that
N***a, I’m sober, so don’t even pass me that
My bad gang, you know that this rap is cap
You good, they know that we cappin' too
Goin’ crazy, the first time in the stu’
We top two, and on God we ain’t number two (On God)
You on top, nobody could fuck with you
[Outro: D’Aydrian Harding & Filmer]
Damn, you really bully that shit (On God)
On God- ay, this why I fuck with you, ay
We in the studio and we went too crazy (Yeah)
By the way, we ain't dropping no more music, this a one time thing
So fuck these n***as, we gone (Okay)