Take Off Video (MV)

I think it's bout time that I take off
A lot of blue hundreds, with the face on it
Yea I be saving the money
Might as well put a cape on me

Hunned yard dash to the money get to running straight to the safe
Money piled up, pockets fat, yea, think I need to lose weight
Every day I get cake, got yo bitch bringing ice cream
Sipping drink with a bad bitch, double cup full of ice cream
Took a look at my wrist, diamonds dripping wet, looking like some ice water
Pick her up, smoke a blunt, got my dick sucked, then I tell her I might call
Adderall in my system, got me on a mission, pockets on overload, catch me
Off in yo city throwing blue hundreds, dressing like Al Capone
Laid back like a boss, hit the blunt then I took off
Took yo bitch when you looked off
Got damn I know you sick dog
Yea I got the blue money, counting blue hundreds, hands got a ink stain
Been counting money since the fifth grade
I'll teach you, I'm your sensei
Just f*ck with me, you will get paid
Drinking d'usse like it's Kool-Aid
Always be counting the figures
Pockets never gonna lose weight
Bad bitch like Kim K
But I'm coming like I'm Brad Pit
Tommy loafers on my feet
But her red bottoms so nasty

I think it's bout time that I take off
A lot of blue hundreds, with the face on it
Yea I be saving the money
Might as well put a cape on me

Dead people in my pocket, money so exotic, took a trip to Cali, riding around
With a bad bitch
She turning tricks, she know magic
She'll break a nigga like a fraction
She thick as hell with an accent
You pay her right, you can smash it
She'll get the money and then she take off
Yo pimpin broke it's a recall, and take yo bitch, I'm a big dog
Then take her shopping in every mall
When its overtime
Tip the damn ball, on point like a dagger
Family deep like some bumble bees, Tarzan, yea I swing the trees
Hit the Kush couldn't even breathe, gave her dick and then she went to sleep
Woke her up now she cooking breakfast, Money falling like the game of
Tetris, been getting money, didn't even sweat
She sucking dick, had to call a tech, been working out, had to gone flex
I play the game, don't need a ref
I don't tell shit, i let it tell itself

Catch me in the hood getting all this paper
Blue hundreds in my pockets mane I'll see you later ayyee