Takeoff Songtext
von Noah Ferrari

Slow death, I′m dying
With a nosebleed
Give my body back to you
In a whole piece
Dunk Syracuse, looking like a hypebeast
Lights off, dreaming of a good night sleep Spent money on a chain
Makes my neck itch
Touch myself, I don't even expect it
Working every night, tryna write my next hit
And if you hate it
Ima show you what the check did, mama

Takeoff with me


High praise to my mom I′m still on it
Your Babyboy music making profit
They told me I should do more electronic
One step closer to iconic

And they really want me yeah

Takeoff with me