No Kizzy

(Thank you, GC)

I stay up in the studio, I turn it up

Bitch, I burn it up (Jxckk just want a drink)

They said Twan took a break, that done turned me up

Ain't tryna hit no rat hoes, they might burn me up (Yeah, you turnt, PJ)

You talk too much, bitch, you need to shut the fuck up

Boy, I wouldn't dare cuff that bitch if she ain't stuck up

You need to get your life together, you a fuck up

He started shootin' from a block away, he a dumb fuck

Bitch, I'm finna turn up

When I hit that dance, you gotta know I'm finna turn up

I got it in my hands, you try me, you gon' get burned up

They put this shit up in my hands, you know I'm finna— yeah

Chopper in my hand while I'm creepin', I ain't playin'

It's four K's in the whip, fuck the Klu Klux Klan

They see me hop out and shoot, they like, "Who? What? Damn"

Fuck a Ram truck, bitch, I'm slidin' in a minivan

That ain't no Scat Pack, boy, you the fuckin' hemi man

Glock on me, bitch, I got this bitch just for any man

I'm a certified tweaker, ****, do you think I'm playin'?

Play this shit up in the speakers, can you hear this shit I'm sayin'?

Runnin' through the bag, rubber band after rubber band, bitch

I'm takin' off, get up out my way, I'm 'bout the man, bitch

My lil' **** get it gone, he put it in his hands, bitch

Today I feel like smokin' out a 'bow, ****, fuck a zip

This bitch head crazy, I love the way this bitch suckin' it

I'm beatin' her down from the side, she like the way I'm fuckin' it

I'm finna bust, bitch, I'm still goin', I'm like, "Fuck this shit"

She like, "Twan, you actin' crazy," but I love this shit

Rap, bitch, I love the shit, trap, bitch, I love this shit

****, I can get a **** whacked, bitch, I love this shit

I love spinnin' blocks in all black, fuck clubbin', bitch

I'm in a different mood, bitch, I'm tryna fuck, fuck lovin', bitch

I can do this shit with my eyes closed, it's easy

I really ain't a Ghetto Boy, somebody call Peezy

I get the bag gone in three days, that shit easy

My lil' brother fucked up, he'll pop you for no reason

He do somethin', I asked him what's the reason?

He said that **** teasin'

Now I gotta understand it, why he bleedin'?

Focus on the big picture, bitch, you better see it

Be fuckin' on his big sister, I know he hate to see it

Ridin' through the city, bitch, I got a glizzy

I don't talk, I catch a **** out, I get busy

Man, these **** can't fuck with me, no kizzy

Hit his ass all over the head and made him dizzy

You would never know, bitch, I might just pop up in your city

I'm young and wild, bitch, I'll get it poppin' in your city

I'm finna go and burn a ****, you see me pop up with a Smithy

That **** hidin' with his blick, man, he ain't ridin' through the city