Darius Clark - Take Flight

This year, I’m finna take flight.

They watching me, trying to take my life.

I’m the wave, she finna surf it right.

Why you mad? Cause she want the pipe.

Big dog, when I fuck it right.

Rated R, this is not yo type.

Mike Tyson, with the left and right.

Then take flight, like fucking hype.



This year, I’m finna take flight.

They watching me, trying to take my life.

I’m the wave, she finna surf it right.

Why you mad? Cause she want the pipe.

Big dog, when I fuck it right.

Rated R, this is not yo type.

Mike Tyson, with the left and right.

Then take flight, like fucking hype.

Take flight,

I’m ill.

Under dog, And I kill.

Man down, that’s a spill.

CCL, carry conceal.

Ball head, lil bill.

Dumb bitch, in her ear.

Hating on me, but I’m here.

I’m fucking friends, make it clear.

I’m the man in the middle,

Getting bands like that.

The key to the city, lil nigga respect.

S on my chest, so you know I’m the best.

Pussy made niggas,

Put a hole in yo chest.

1,2,3 aw shit he the ref.

He can get it to, hit’em up who next?

He a free agent, I just want the check.

We finna take flight,

From the road to the jet.

Popping bottles, we living life.

I see right thew you, you a fucking dike.

She on her knees, trying to suck me right.

I’m shining now, bitches want the life.

This year, I’m finna take flight.

They watching me, trying to take my life.

I’m the wave, she finna surf it right.

Why you mad? Cause she want the pipe.

Big dog, when I fuck it right.

Rated R, this is not yo type.

Mike Tyson, with the left and right.

Then take flight, like fucking hype.



This year, I’m finna take flight.

They watching me, trying to take my life.

I’m the wave, she finna surf it right.

Why you mad? Cause she want the pipe.

Big dog, when I fuck it right.

Rated R, this is not yo type.

Mike Tyson, with the left and right.

Then take flight, like fucking hype.
Rated R, this is not yo type.

Why the hate, you the jealous type.

I just laughed, at you fucking hypes.

Cause you confused,

-about cha’ boring life.

You watching me, wanna know the facts.

How I get, this and that.

Hard work, dedication, motivation, staying black.
I’m back, On my god shit.

Listen, to the don spit.

40, do a back flip.

Sipping, on soda bitch.

Young nigga, drop hits.

Move, like G6

Pedigree, triple H shit.
Nigga's in a feelings, like a bitch.

Round off kick, to yo shit.

MK11, that’s it.

Fuck a lil bitch, and I dip.

Moving on up, to the big leads.

All my niggas shine, like hair grease.

We got bad bitches,
Call them bumble bees.

Number 1 picks, in the draft lead.

Sipping on soda, to I throw up.

Welcome to my world, and I show up.

Young nigga hot, and I GLO Up.

I’m that nigga now, thought I told ya.
This year, I’m finna take flight.

They watching me, trying to take my life.

I’m the wave, she finna surf it right.

Why you mad? Cause she want the pipe.

Big dog, when I fuck it right.

Rated R, this is not yo type.

Mike Tyson, with the left and right.

Then take flight, like fucking hype.



This year, I’m finna take flight.

They watching me, trying to take my life.

I’m the wave, she finna surf it right.

Why you mad? Cause she want the pipe.

Big dog, when I fuck it right.

Rated R, this is not yo type.

Mike Tyson, with the left and right.

Then take flight, like fucking hype.

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