[Intro: DevTakeFlight]
DevTakeFlight on the Beat
Gang, bitch, aye
Gang, gang, gang, aye
Phew! gang, gang, aye, gang gang
50 bands in the back got the choppa in the front
Got it hanging out the side in case a n***a wanna stunt
Got a scope on the Glock incase a n***a wanna run
Diamond all around my neck
Jewelry shining like the sun

[Chorus: DevTakeFlight]
50 bands in the back got the choppa in the front (In the front)
Got it hanging out the side in case a n***a wanna stunt (Gang)
Got a scope on the Glock
In case a n***a wanna run (Bang, bang, bang)
Diamond all around my neck
Jewelry shining like the sun (VVS)
G-G-Gucci on my wallet
Louis belt on my waist (On my waist)
Keep a nine in the pocket
Make a n***a do the race! (Bitch)
How you claiming that you solid but you know that chain fake (huh?)
And I'll never duck a opp
Unless he talking to the jakes (Bitch)
B-bitch that's not bands, n***a that's five dollars (N***a!)
Graduated from the streets, n***a I'm a street scholar (Aye!)
Jewelry shining in the sun
Diamond drip, splash, water (Gang, Gang)
Bitch finessing is my sport, bitch I think I need a offer (Aye)
Better duck when we hop out cuz' we spraying chop sticks (Bang)
The way we mop a n***a up we should call it mop sticks (Mop Sticks)
B-Boy you better lay low If you not with that hot shit
All that tweeting on the keyboard
Boy you need to stop it (Stop it n***a!)
[Verse 1: DevTakeFlight]
Bitch I'm getting tired of you goofy-ass hoes (Stupid bitch)
Talking all that dumb shit we don' need to take it slow (Naw)
Bitch give me what I want
Then I'm walking out the door (Bitch)
Foreign cars at the crib, looking like it's saint's row (Gang, Gang)
Always running from police cuz' the feds on my head (On my head)
Pockets looking like the bakery because they're full of bread
I see you hating back there cuz a n***a way ahead
And that n***a think he hard cuz' he grew a set of dreads. (Stop that)
B-B-Bitch I'm high up like atticky
This is for the net but he don' want static (Naw)
That chopstick automatic
N***a blowing clips, movie cinematic (Bang, bang)
Don' don' get over-dramatic
If you act tough, then shit will get tragic (Bitch)
Quick to catch a n***a lacking
All that tough shit you need to stop acting (Aye)

[Chorus: DevTakeFlight]
50 bands in the back got the choppa in the front (In the front)
Got it hanging out the side in case a n***a wanna stunt (Gang)
Got a scope on the Glock
In case a n***a wanna run (Bang, bang, bang)
Diamond all around my neck
Jewelry shining like the sun (VVS)
G-G-Gucci on my wallet
Louis belt on my waist (On my waist)
Keep a nine in the pocket
Make a n***a do the race (Bitch)!
How you claiming that you solid but you know that chain fake
And I'll never duck a opp
Unless he talking to the jakes (Bitch)
B-bitch that's not bands, n***a that's five dollars (N***a)
Graduated from the streets, n***a I'm a street scholar (Aye)
Jewelry shining in the sun
Diamond drip, splash, water (Gang, Gang)
Bitch finessing is my sport, bitch I think I need a offer (Aye)
Better duck when we hop out cuz' we spraying chop sticks (Bang)
The way we mop a n***a up we should call it mop sticks (Mop Sticks)
B-Boy you better lay low If you not with that hot shit
All that tweeting on the keyboard
Boy you need to stop it (Stop it n***a!)