F*ck 12

[Intro] Call Rel Money, talking bout money nothin but 100’s Thats the sound of them mockingbirds and they humming Bow bow prow, that’s them hollow tips as they comin Up with yo skirt! Woo woo, fuck Gwinnett County Fuck! Da fuck? Aye throw that shit, throw that shit 12 outside Hurry up man, hurry up man Let go nigga, let’s go put em up [Chorus: Takeoff] It's a knock at my front door 12 kickin' in my front door Now we running out the back door Drop the pistol, this the life of that bando It's a knock at my front door 12 kickin' in my front door Now we running out the back door Drop the pistol, this the life of that bando [Verse 1: Takeoff] It’s a narc on my front door They looking for Takeoff, they heard on the streets I be selling that blow (who?) It’s a pot on a stove Up in a bowl, 100 blunts rolled (gas) I hit the back door Me and Quavo meet Offset at the store Call Rel Money, talking bout money Nothing but hunnids That's the sound of them mocking birds as they humming That’s them hollow tips as they coming Pull up, I skirt in the Audi Hit 200 on the highway Skip going crazy in Mazzie Driving like a nigga caught a body Next day pull up in the Rari Versace my belt like Ed-Hardy's I’m selling them burgers like Hardee's My white boy he told me I'm gnarly [Chorus: Takeoff] It's a knock at my front door 12 kickin' in my front door Now we running out the back door Drop the pistol, this the life of that bando It's a knock at my front door 12 kickin' in my front door Now we running out the back door Drop the pistol, this the life of that bando [Verse 2: Quavo] Man fuck, my mama hit my phone 12 in my home, they won’t leave me alone Might flush that work Skip 'bout to dip, he running with a zip It’s 100 on 'em, made a quick trip Make a U-Turn, get outta here Too-too many snakes in the grass, man somebody telling Here go 10 bands skip, get his cerebellum What you mean hand you the pistol? Here the Mac-11 It's six o'clock right now, I want the nigga dead at 7 Got off the phone with Gucci, he told us we on the news We all over the channels, 4, 5, 11, and 2 He said, "Be safe lil' bruh, just hit me when you need some money" We taking G-4 private plane, we 'bout to leave the country [Chorus: Takeoff] It's a knock at my front door 12 kickin' in my front door Now we running out the back door Drop the pistol, this the life of that bando It's a knock at my front door 12 kickin' in my front door Now we running out the back door Drop the pistol, this the life of that bando