Call Casting

Intro: Takeoff Yeah, trap shit No, no, no, no, no, no Hook: Takeoff Up early in the morning trappin' You can get 'em how you askin' How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up) A hundred acres on the mansion. I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up) Bitches need a call castin' (yeah) verse 1: Takeoff Act, (Act!) Put the backends in the back Draco on me, it's attached Name a nigga with the pack Name a nigga with the sack Elem' o'clock, I got the MAC (MAC) She eat the molly like a snack (eat it up) This gold on my neck a plaque Bando Shane's Rib Shack (eat it up) Rob the plug if he tax Sip the lean and relax (drink it up) Park the Lamb in the back (skrt, skrt) Big dog, you a cat Rich in the matte black (skrt, skrt) Twenty hoes to be exact (yeah) I need ten, that's a dime Want a nickel, that's a five One to fly, one to slide One to glide, ain't got time Put a thirty on my .9 For a nigga out of line Mama cryin', niggas dyin' Wonder why I done gripped the fire, yeah Hook: Takeoff Up early in the morning trappin' You can get 'em how you askin' How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's Cnm I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up) A hundred acres on the mansion. I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up) Bitches need a call castin' (yeah) verse 2: Quavo Brrrt (skrt skrt skrt skrt) burrr, pot Niggas tried to send a thot That's the only way to plot Klay Thomp', corner shot (brrr) Eight-ball, corner pocket (ayy) White boys in the game Call 'em Andy Milonakis (yeah) He won't hesitate to shoot 'em. Private jet to Bermuda (woo) I knew I been had sauce (who) 'Cause I was fuckin' on my tutor (who) Truck backin' up the dually A hundred pounds out the cooler Came from a Cup O' Noodles I fucked the game, Kama Sutra I got M's on my mind I got boulders in my time Put a model bitch on coco Told her read between the lines (coco) J's out there snitchin', yeah Heard it through the vine (J's) Packin' up the kitchen Think I ran out of time, yeah Hook: Takeoff Up early in the morning trappin' You can get 'em how you askin' How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's Cnm I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up) A hundred acres on the mansion. I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up) Bitches need a call castin' (yeah) verse 3: Offset Woo woo woo woo woo, packs I paid the ticket, get you whacked (brrr) I chop the brick with the axe (hey) The cookie smellin' like a casket (cookie) I'm sellin' crack in my Rafs Put the addy in the nav He steady poppin', know it's cap I hit the jungle, then I dab (rarr) 30 thousand on the couch (30 ball!) All my bitches from an app Instagram and the Snaps I bet a hundred on the craps I'm good on shawty, do without (ooh) She fucking niggas for the check I'ma only get the mouth Hop out a Lambo, Corsa on a bitch (skrt) I poured a four, Actavis (Act) Walk in Goyard, got a bag for my bitch Won't give a kiss 'cause I know you suck dick (mwah) Spent you a hundred, Philippe on your wrist (Patek) Twenty-five pointers, one fist (points) Twenty-five bitches on list Kel-tec, rubber band grip (brrr) Hook: Takeoff Up early in the morning trappin' You can get 'em how you askin' How many chickens? You can get 'em whichever way Nigga, trap turned Zaxby's Cnm I beat the pot with a passion (beat it up) A hundred acres on the mansion. I dab in the latest fashion (eat it up) Bitches need a call castin' (yeah)