Turbo

Pull up on me like shit sweet
Shoot em in the face while im clean and looking neat
Pop me ah ten
I keep texting and deleting shit

This shit wicked
My last bitch ain't believe me

Crawling up ninety you can see this shit hd
In 2020 black carti lenses in a spaceship
Im heavy press im feeling gracious
Wtf is y'all gone do when we face shit

That's the whole thing that's the
Reason I ain't say shit

Last year he got whacked
I can't even say him
Nah
I can't even say him

I just got my dicksucked chilling in the spaceship
Why tf you playing wit me?
Like I ain't risk my life for that every btc that dip ion trip they ah be right back
Put yo time into that hoe you gone be right on yo ass
I'm in ah middle of ah swerve lemme scoot right passss you
7mile gutta yeaaaaa
Btc you think I gaf who yo cousin is?
Ar15 sweep cuz n nem
Family house was on the 8 not by eminem
It got deep real deep I start swimming witchuuu
I'm neat still hop out come n get you
Lil bro calling now press 5 to get through
Palm angels off white steak cost ah zip of glue
I'm straight we was down you ion know that feeling
Being tap for jail calls gotta stall yo niggas
Unc ah drill n give his last did ah bid wit him
I lost my brother on that road supposed to went wit him
Why im talking to the streets like them btcs got me
If you 500 ride wit me like kawasaki
If you yg up yo blick n get it popping
Gunned him down sent him up this shit hydraulics
All the opps get tangled up them niggas need pliers
Cover yo mouth in that room its best to be a liar
75 Blue hunnits that just for the wires
Expensive water for my pit when he getting tired
500 Shit real never get exited
Bitch stop telling me to chill I come from public housing
Shit get real down the way I made him call his mama



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Writer(s): Damari Adams
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