Buttatones - Takeover lyrics

Hip-Hopery, arm robbery, straight jackery None backing me, flashing guns Chuck poison at the gas pump Blasting blunt skins on some fun sh** Take her for the cash son The last one that had to run left with stacks from the ransom Old man done, ran out of money stealing lattes from his grandson bu*tatones know the name I don't give a f**, f**, f** the whole game You can't black ball an AWAL I don't even play ball That's not what I got my name for I get live and stay raw Catch me on the train and ba** yo with my headphones on In the zone beyond normally reach My thoughts are so deep, my soul is one If then than if f** the same old song I've been chilling charging my own battery for so long, so long