Istanbul

I roam the city trying to get some turkey, Constantinople
Every best designer from each country I be goin global
Me and twin alike it's just like messing with the same mogul
Same room with a bitch but never in the same photo
I don't politic w niggas that can't twenty times my total
It's getting way too easy to be here outshining all the locals
History with bitches that I studied with cause we got social
Trash Niggas tried to shoot a shot them bars was his disposal
I was in a bubble pouring 80 proof up in pop
Roddy missions to get rich you fuck it up we gotta box
Niggas dont get cash or no bitches he got virgin mobile
I just poured the dusse to get loose no chase it's on the rocks
Plain jane tee white tank buy in a pack
This bitch got a kiddie kink before we fuck gave her a snack
Everybody know me sorry but I can't reciprocate
Get a ten every month treat these hoes like a subscription rate
Shots to face, who get lit like Jayce
Bitch I carry weight like I don't got no locker space
Dumb bitch don't want to fuck obviously she don't got no taste
I'm the best up in this bitch and I don't got not fuckin time to waste
Dagger on my waste line
Bad bitch on a face time
Niggas sell they soul you gon have to end my to take mine
Fucking this white hoe I broke her spine look like a hate crime
Call me solid gold everything I flow you know I'm a make shine

Had a second verse, that I scratched had to run it back
Two plays hit back to back dirt boy running back
Got yo bad bitch acting out of pocket she going to take a sack
Getting active got me heating up I'm hitting jumpin jacks
I'm in love with finger fucking thumbing cash I act on that
Drunk as fuck I'm t'd up in the function sip until I black
Running up the guap but I ain't hunting cash what I attract
He shoving must be off the robotussin don't no how to act
Made her yack yack from my dick deep down in her throat
Like is nasdaq bro just made some cash working remote
Prolly shoot it if he tote, keep that shit right in the tote
I know the world too cold I need that heater in the coat
Might need to blast that, know how big I'm coming need a fat sack
Shorty ass fat, bro just popped a Tesla tryna bag that
Pass that, why she trying to eat me like I'm rap snacks
Cash out, i just hit a play right on my cashapp

Hard body, playing hard ball im a stubborn kid
Big body, soccer mom van on my suburban shit
Try to lay up on my bread, I'm going to flip you on some burger shit
She put her titties in my mouth I think this bitch is on some nurture shit
Every boat needs a motor, remote need a controller
Bad kid, back in school I never had a folder
I don't ever cry I keep that weight right on my shoulder
I'm always doin what I say they know that Jayce is not a poser



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Writer(s): Jayce Smith
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