"Takeout" lyrics - BABY KEEM

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Woke up pulling dracs out
Which one of y'all I'm finna takeout?
Pictures of your safehouse
(No) swear to God I never been a hoe
Raised on a tended shows
Where the buildings look identical
In the sheets, smelling chemicals
Momma know my nose clean
In the morse code with dope fiends
Had to put 'em in a trove scene
Heard he was reaching and trolling
Stick your waist out
Media frenzy, it's a chaseout
When I'm under pressure, pull the skates out