Turnt in this bitch

Turn on my jam

Turnin’ the tables

We Terminate strangers

Wont turn on my mans

Pop my shit

Cause my shit poppin’

Been poppin’ these bands

Touch my shii

Ima take my belt

Get to poppin’ yo hand

Look at the swag

No it ain’t free, woah shit

She in her bag

DOUBLE the C, oh shit

Look at them eyes,

She must know me (woah shit)

Been on a high,

This shii OD

Hey,

No I did not come to play

Ran up like 400k

With my boy Ahmad

So why would I get out the way

I go pro with the views

My bro go drake whenever we uppin the stakes

They goin nothin for nothin

Benjamins on me do not press the button

Know that Im sick I need Robitussin

Fly state to state that shii regular

Keep up the pace, she impeccable

SGA in my bag Imuncheckable

We never bored

Life like a maze and you made out of corn, bitch

They tryna find out the lore

Monsoon they throwing dirt in the storm

I might fuck around get frostbite ice every one of my fingers

OK every now and then I’ll sing. Don’t try me like one of them singers.

Who the fuck finna let me go, you know that Im oneof them keepers

You know Im gon tax on that feature

Let the invoice hit em like (WOOO)

Turnt in this bitch

Turn on my jam

Turnin’ the tables

We Terminate strangers

Wont turn on my mans

Pop my shit

Cause my shit poppin’

Been poppin’ these bands

Touch my shii

Ima take my belt

Get to poppin’ yo hand

Look at the swag

No it ain’t free, woah shit

She in her bag

DOUBLE the C, oh shit

Look at them eyes,

She must know me (woah shit)

Been on a high,

This shii OD

Been on the move

Been the lil bruh with the tunes

Been knowin what it’d take

Been in the grass

Never worried about a snake

Cuz I been the one with the rake

Been with the spade

You don’t got a test I wont ace

You don’t got a bitch I would chase

Give me a shot and you know Ima bank

You hopped on the wave but I know that you sank

I know, I know, I know, I know I know that they cannot fuck with the kid anymo’

I took her to Europe, she bookin the boat

The boat,

Go back to states and come straight to the yo

I know what I know that I

Don’t know the these **** from a can of fucking paint, ho

Pull up neck, wrist, ear drippin, grab a rain coat

Bro ask me how I got like this, I told him I just let my pain flow

Aint not telling my range bro, everday I got a mew angle

Turnt in this bitch

Turn on my jam

Turnin’ the tables

We Terminate strangers

Wont turn on my mans

Pop my shit

Cause my shit poppin’

Been poppin’ these bands

Touch my shii

Ima take my belt

Get to poppin’ yo hand

Look at the swag

No it ain’t free, woah shit

She in her bag

DOUBLE the C, oh shit

Look at them eyes,

She must know me (woah shit)

Been on a high,

This shii OD