Taken That! Songtext
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Taken That! Songtext
RPG
Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
Woah, woah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, woah
Off-White coat, yeah, this bitch cost your rent
Slide on his block like it ain′t got grip
Anything you got, yeah, I'm taking that shit
These niggas jokes, yeah, they ho-ass skits
He got the (Point), let me ho that shit
My niggas on go, ain′t no ho-ass shit
Your bitch shaking ass, she gon' throw that shit
I just scored on a pint, finna pour that shit
Getting this money, niggas like, "How?"
Live off a verse, product is a noun
She just over it since I run in your mouth
Now I ran it enough to go buy me a house
Scream out my mouth, she know I'm from the South
She ain′t sucking dick, kick the bitch out
Slumpface Ruger, yeah, the bitch got a snout
Try to be me, nigga, cut that shit out
Balmain jeans with the LV pouch
Airbnb, I don′t sleep on no couch
They'll hate on me ′cause he ain't get clout
Niggas just mad ′cause his pockets on drought
Niggas being lame, so you better watch out
Two TECs on me, yeah, I'm finna fall out
Trust nobody, niggas fall out
Try to rob me, I′ma take your ass out
Off-White coat, yeah, this bitch cost your rent
Slide on his block like it ain't got grip
Anything you got, yeah, I'm taking that shit
These niggas jokes, yeah, they ho-ass skits
He got the (Point), let me ho that shit
My niggas on go, ain′t no ho-ass shit
Your bitch shaking ass, she gon′ throw that shit
I just scored on a pint, finna pour that shit
Anything you got, yeah, I'm taking that shit
He got the point, so now I′m on that shit
Woah, yeah
Haha
Woah, woah, yeah
Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
Woah, woah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, woah
Off-White coat, yeah, this bitch cost your rent
Slide on his block like it ain′t got grip
Anything you got, yeah, I'm taking that shit
These niggas jokes, yeah, they ho-ass skits
He got the (Point), let me ho that shit
My niggas on go, ain′t no ho-ass shit
Your bitch shaking ass, she gon' throw that shit
I just scored on a pint, finna pour that shit
Getting this money, niggas like, "How?"
Live off a verse, product is a noun
She just over it since I run in your mouth
Now I ran it enough to go buy me a house
Scream out my mouth, she know I'm from the South
She ain′t sucking dick, kick the bitch out
Slumpface Ruger, yeah, the bitch got a snout
Try to be me, nigga, cut that shit out
Balmain jeans with the LV pouch
Airbnb, I don′t sleep on no couch
They'll hate on me ′cause he ain't get clout
Niggas just mad ′cause his pockets on drought
Niggas being lame, so you better watch out
Two TECs on me, yeah, I'm finna fall out
Trust nobody, niggas fall out
Try to rob me, I′ma take your ass out
Off-White coat, yeah, this bitch cost your rent
Slide on his block like it ain't got grip
Anything you got, yeah, I'm taking that shit
These niggas jokes, yeah, they ho-ass skits
He got the (Point), let me ho that shit
My niggas on go, ain′t no ho-ass shit
Your bitch shaking ass, she gon′ throw that shit
I just scored on a pint, finna pour that shit
Anything you got, yeah, I'm taking that shit
He got the point, so now I′m on that shit
Woah, yeah
Haha
Woah, woah, yeah
Writer(s): Benjamin Phillips Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
