Make Em Take One - Doe B, Eldorado Red

I took them folds off, I took them folds off

I took them folds off, I made m take a loss

I took them folds off, I took them folds off

I took them folds off, I made m take a loss

Fresh!

What you need, a whole half a bean

And like 20 pees

Work with 18

Got it lookin clean, hit m with the nail polish, and the Vasaleen

Shit you never seen, it’s a great escape

Gotti lookin great, by the time he was seen, it was fate

He was in the kitchen tryna make it straight

But it was a headake, I was thumbin through them 20s

Goddamb, I’m lovin the day

He said she mad, the ugley face

I hit up my lawyer, retire the case

Took m off, unless I get payed

Think bout comin, I got a gun for his face

Man, fuck what he said, fuck him and the feds

Boomin with treads, them bitch niggas scared

Of me and my nigga, Eldorado Red

It’s Bankroll, you know how I play it

I took them folds off, I took them folds off

I took them folds off, I made m take a loss

I took them folds off, I took them folds off

I took them folds off, I made m take a loss

Finesse, finesse

All I do is finesse

Took them folds off, cause I was hungry for a cheque

Get bands, get bands

Ridin with the best

Don’t let my looks fool ya, I rip you out your flesh

BB9, Astin Martin

Runnin, fool, we got m

Wipe a nigga nose clean, hit up Guwop, spend that guap

We got sticks, that hit m

Give a fuck about ya

Magic City, make a tsunami, make that profit

Bitches suck my condem, fuck 12, and they topless

Ice around my neck, and I bought all from Robin

Auties, Benzs, Porshes, Beemers, I got stupid options

Fish skail in the pot, shinin like shoes, probably

If you friendly, nigga, you are motherfuckin talkin

Take his ass off, and I ain’t give that boy no money

I took them folds off, I took them folds off

I took them folds off, I made m take a loss

I took them folds off, I took them folds off

I took them folds off, I made m take a loss

I’m a real street bitch, certified buster

Keep a big bank, nigga, I be hittin m with the sauce, yeah

First day shoppin, Imma gonna go off

See me, can’t get up in public, best believe I payed the cost

Finesse out my last team, fuck m, kiss my ass

Keep your credit cards, nigga, I prefer the cash

I ain’t fuckin with him, if he ain’t got a bag on

Want him in my site, if he pickin up the tab

Took me to the trap, and showed me all the Gs

Weighed half the keys, he must think it’s sweet

Then he went to sleep, by next time, he won’t floss

I pop his ass off, I make him take a loss

I took them folds off, I took them folds off

I took them folds off, I made m take a loss

I took them folds off, I took them folds off

I took them folds off, I made m take a loss