Turning Red - Old Skool Remix
Wah wah, wah wah, everybody's so upset (Wack)
Oh no, oh no, Somebody got smacked in the head again?
I mean, ok, that's fine, but like...
Talk shit, get hit, talk shit, get hit, talk shit get hit
TALK SHIT GET HIT!
Niggas got me turning red
Wanna smack them upside in the head
Oops better call the feds
Cause some of these niggas Gon' end up dead
"He almost killed Chris!"
Man who really has time for this?
Was he born with glass bones and paper skin?
Man, Will, congrats on the win
Pussy niggas never pullin' up
My man Will knows what's up
He's from Philly this nigga tough
Don't talk 'bout his girl he gon' handle you rough
Smack in the face for calling her out her name
Everybody? It's all the same
Ion know how you do it down South
But you lame as niggas
Keep his name out your mouth
Ooh the dunce of comedy
Every joke he makes a shawty leaves
200 Bucks for a boring show
I'd rather watch a bitch eat Oreos
Talking shit at his wife
You lost yours, so get a life
That beef you got from 2016
You're just a bitter divorcee!
Fuck you what you know about his life
All y'all talking shit 'bout his wife
Niggas got me turning red
Wanna smack them upside in the head
Oops better call the feds
Cause hese niggas Gon' end up dead
"He almost killed Chris!"
Y'all always gotta be saying shit like this!
Fuck y'all
Y'all got me... turning red
Turning-turning- Turning red
Man... and Will said what he said!
'Keep my wife's name out your motherfucking mouth' (That's right!)
(I don't know why you niggas Trying)
Everybody saw how that nigga wil'ed out!
(You just wanna see Black Women crying)
I don't know why y'all think that's taking it lying down
(And everybody says that you're mean)
But everybody in that town gon' figure it out
(Well, yeah, they mean)
Everybody is just so mean (So so mean)
I'm gonna show you the meaning of "mean" (So so mean)
My hands are Rated E for everybody (For everybody)
And I'm just gonna pile up your bodies
Niggas got me turning red
Wanna smack them upside in the head
Oops better call the feds
Cause some of these niggas Gon' end up dead
"He almost killed Chris!"
Man who really has time for this?
Was he born with glass bones and paper skin?
Man, Will, congrats on the win
Everybody is just so mean (So so mean)
I'm gonna show you the meaning of "mean" (So so mean)
My hands are Rated E for everybody (For everybody)
And I'm just gonna pile up your bodies
Oh no, oh no, Somebody got smacked in the head again?
I mean, ok, that's fine, but like...
Talk shit, get hit, talk shit, get hit, talk shit get hit
TALK SHIT GET HIT!
Niggas got me turning red
Wanna smack them upside in the head
Oops better call the feds
Cause some of these niggas Gon' end up dead
"He almost killed Chris!"
Man who really has time for this?
Was he born with glass bones and paper skin?
Man, Will, congrats on the win
Pussy niggas never pullin' up
My man Will knows what's up
He's from Philly this nigga tough
Don't talk 'bout his girl he gon' handle you rough
Smack in the face for calling her out her name
Everybody? It's all the same
Ion know how you do it down South
But you lame as niggas
Keep his name out your mouth
Ooh the dunce of comedy
Every joke he makes a shawty leaves
200 Bucks for a boring show
I'd rather watch a bitch eat Oreos
Talking shit at his wife
You lost yours, so get a life
That beef you got from 2016
You're just a bitter divorcee!
Fuck you what you know about his life
All y'all talking shit 'bout his wife
Niggas got me turning red
Wanna smack them upside in the head
Oops better call the feds
Cause hese niggas Gon' end up dead
"He almost killed Chris!"
Y'all always gotta be saying shit like this!
Fuck y'all
Y'all got me... turning red
Turning-turning- Turning red
Man... and Will said what he said!
'Keep my wife's name out your motherfucking mouth' (That's right!)
(I don't know why you niggas Trying)
Everybody saw how that nigga wil'ed out!
(You just wanna see Black Women crying)
I don't know why y'all think that's taking it lying down
(And everybody says that you're mean)
But everybody in that town gon' figure it out
(Well, yeah, they mean)
Everybody is just so mean (So so mean)
I'm gonna show you the meaning of "mean" (So so mean)
My hands are Rated E for everybody (For everybody)
And I'm just gonna pile up your bodies
Niggas got me turning red
Wanna smack them upside in the head
Oops better call the feds
Cause some of these niggas Gon' end up dead
"He almost killed Chris!"
Man who really has time for this?
Was he born with glass bones and paper skin?
Man, Will, congrats on the win
Everybody is just so mean (So so mean)
I'm gonna show you the meaning of "mean" (So so mean)
My hands are Rated E for everybody (For everybody)
And I'm just gonna pile up your bodies
Credits
Writer(s): Jaymes Young
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