Takeoff - Naw FR lyrics

[Hook: Quavo] Your b**h, she wet, she leakin' (Naw forreal) Don't f** with you n***as, you sneakin' (Naw forreal) Can't turn my back on the hood, need me (Naw forreal) When you gettin' money, stack it up for a reason (Naw forreal) Take a look at my life back then, trap season (Naw forreal) When you make it, everybody think that it's easy (Naw forreal) My family need me (Naw forreal, forreal) My squad let me lead 'em (Naw forreal, forreal) [Verse 1: Quavo] Get this b**h a** n***a off of from 'round me, Naw forreal I had the plug with the molly and the xans in a marijuana field Want to live the Migo life? It's hard to live Want to walk in my shoes? That is hard to fill Naw forreal, man you know that we made a mil' Independent, I cease and desist your deal You n***as trippin' cause you out of business And we came in the game so fast, we're professionals Started doin' shows at Mansion and Obsessions You seen it, everybody know, they witnessed Naw forreal, R.I.P. my n***a Pistol P I know he send a n***a down blessings Now I wanna walk around on the north n***a gotta keep the mac chicken [Hook: Quavo] Your b**h, she wet, she leakin' (Naw forreal) Don't f** with you n***as, you sneakin' (Naw forreal) Can't turn my back on the hood, need me (Naw forreal) When you gettin' money, stack it up for a reason (Naw forreal) Take a look at my life back then, trap season (Naw forreal) When you make it, everybody think that it's easy (Naw forreal) My family need me (Naw forreal, forreal) My squad let me lead 'em (Naw forreal, forreal) [Verse 2: Offset] Naw forreal, really had to sit down and do some time Naw forreal, young rich n***a got rich off of a halftime The block be beatin' like Alpine, nah forreal, 200 for the Act line Stand at the stove, whip a slab, that's a cookie slab Police tried to get me for a gang, I had an alibi Nah, f** n***as you a lie Rel hit a jug Willie Mac found a nine Forreal we were hot boys Put the gun up in your mouth just like a Altoids Chopper start snappin', gotta be a damn poet We ain't holdin' no lean, go ahead and pour it Skinny tires on the rari' lookin' bow legged I'm a bachelor, I live in a mansion that's gated 44 to say bow! [Hook: Quavo] Your b**h, she wet, she leakin' (Naw forreal) Don't f** with you n***as, you sneakin' (Naw forreal) Can't turn my back on the hood, need me (Naw forreal) When you gettin' money, stack it up for a reason (Naw forreal) Take a look at my life back then, trap season (Naw forreal) When you make it, everybody think that it's easy (Naw forreal) My family need me (Naw forreal, forreal) My squad let me lead 'em (Naw forreal, forreal) [Verse 3: Takeoff] Naw forreal, pints double sealed And the OG gas bag come vacuum sealed Remember kickin' in your door takin' flats And the door stickin' out at my grandma crib Trap on the block whether rain, sleet, or snow Young n***a tryna make a dope deal They askin' me questions like Dr. Phil Got excited when I seen a half a mil' I was prayin' just to get a record deal Now we independent, worth a couple M's Came a long way from bustin' out sticks and stems It's a lot of sh** that I regret I did Can't let negativity get to me I take a private jet to Sicily So you the grinch who stole Christmas I got the OG gas bag Christmas tree [Hook: Quavo] Your b**h, she wet, she leakin' (Naw forreal) Don't f** with you n***as, you sneakin' (Naw forreal) Can't turn my back on the hood, need me (Naw forreal) When you gettin' money, stack it up for a reason (Naw forreal) Take a look at my life back then, trap season (Naw forreal) When you make it, everybody think that it's easy (Naw forreal) My family need me (Naw forreal, forreal) My squad let me lead 'em (Naw forreal, forreal)