Take Em Out

Flameo, aye, aye, aye look in the bag Yeah, every rubber-band should be 25 We short? Um a take care of it, say nomo I want em dead, take em out  I don't talk I pull paper out (cash) I'm still in the trap but I made it out (trap) Don't come on my block get a safer route (please) New glock ain't got a safety now (aye) Kick in your door make you lay it down (aye) Bad bitches call me baby now (aye) Bad bitches be like baby, baby, baby (hey hey) Bad bitches be like baby, baby, baby (hey, hey, baby) Yah, ass fatter than a baby Sellin bags like the 80s Kayy the f*ck take ya lady (yah) Bad bitches be like baby, baby, baby Kayy the f*ck, what the f*ck Catchin plays, in the mud Hustle w/ you just to get the ups Then set the nigga up just because Catch the nigga w/ his baby mum Tape em up, both of them (ooh) Pistol whip the nigga oldest son (boom) Your daddy ain't the man you think he was (haha) Gang, gang, nigga all of us (grey) Grey gang them revolver boys Got a face mask cause i'm popular I don't need no open cases poppin up (shhh) Pull up and shoot up the party (pew, pew, pew) Duke is a shooter regardless (one hunna) Lil Chris is a shooter regardless (go craź) And only I can give em orders (I be like) I want em dead, take em out  I don't talk I pull paper out (cash) I'm still in the trap but I made it out (trap) Don't come on my block get a safer route (please) New glock ain't got a safety now (aye) Kick in your door make you lay it down (aye) Bad bitches call me baby now (aye) Bad bitches be like baby, baby, baby (hey hey) Bad bitches be like baby, baby, baby (hey, hey, baby) Yah, ass fatter than a baby Sellin bags like the 80s Kayy the f*ck take ya lady (yah) Bad bitches be like baby, baby, baby Talk the lil bitch out her pants yeah I got a way with that shit Don't trust me with none of your bags, cause I'll run away with that shit Ain't no pressure on no cash, if you owe me I empty the mag (boom, boom, boom) It can be for fifty-cent it's the principle bitch, (so what), so don't get on that principal list! (Please) F*ck on yo bitch, killin her shit (oouw), Niggas getting sentimental and shit (nooo) Beat the pussy instrumental that shit... Yi-Yi-Yi Your baby mum in the back of my ride, If he found out he prolly a cry I don't say nothing i'm prolly a mime, yeah we fucked but I ain't calling you mine I want em dead, take em out  I don't talk I pull paper out (cash) I'm still in the trap but I made it out (trap) Don't come on my block get a safer route (please) New glock ain't got a safety now (aye) Kick in your door make you lay it down (aye) Bad bitches call me baby now (aye) Bad bitches be like baby, baby, baby (hey hey) Bad bitches be like baby, baby, baby (hey, hey, baby) Yah, ass fatter than a baby Sellin bags like the 80s Kayy the f*ck take ya lady (yah) Bad bitches be like baby, baby, baby