Himmy Turner

Third floor the north wing, counting blue streaks
Celery pockets, carrot wrist, yeah I got blue cheese
Think this shit a game I got fifty in a Lucci
If it ain't about a hunnit, keep it short it's a loosie
From ten to seventeen was in the mud, nothing Gucci
I got dreams to take my momma to Bahamas, it's a smoothie
When shit was on the flo, had to get to it, nothing to it
I'm a product of the trenches, it's the little shit that do it
Choir boy I let it sing this his last five
Walk em' down crashing out, yeah this a fast five
Ball with my niggas from the mitten we the Fab Five
Ever had some blood on yo hands, and you ain't bang five
Done seen my nigga be betrayed by his gang ties
Stood on ten, cool nigga and my name tied
Twenty-four motion eyes heavy, but I ain't tied
Just tryna keep my eyes and ears open to that grapevine
Brody dropped a four into a twenty it's a Mamba
Get hit with something hot, then watch em' fall end of summer
I swear this shit get gritty I ain't lying it's the jungle
Twinnem said he got me, he a spot me off the muscle

Genny fizzy straight out high school, nineteen it get busy
Parade inside my city it get gritty I'm a grizzly
Bitch I'm himmy Turner, I need Vicky and a Trixie
It can be a threezy I be Mackie in the middie
Huh, huh, huh, yeah I'm himmy
It's an Abraham Lincoln Navigator shit I'm in it
It's a chip skylarking on my shoulder it's the bitches, huh, huh, huh

Call her speedway cause baby got big gulp in her tonsils
Playing squid games, red light green light I ain't stopping
Thumbing through a check, can't give a bitch a pinky promise
I promise, I don't listen to a thing, but my conscience
Collecting calls I'm accepting all the charges
Line em' up I do it for buck fifty I'm a barber
Do this shit for Tony I ain't loving on a Barbara
Baby it's only pussy on the flo, no we can't bargain
Shit turn me up summo, shit I'm on go, shit I'm on fully
It's a bird, it's a plane, nah it's himmy in a hoodie
I'm forever straight, forever good whoa whoa
I'm forever paid, show the bro the whoa whoa

Genny fizzy straight out high school, nineteen it get busy
Parade inside my city it get gritty I'm a grizzly
Bitch I'm himmy Turner, I need Vicky and a Trixie
It can be a threezy I be Mackie in the middie
Huh, huh, huh, yeah I'm himmy
It's an Abraham Lincoln Navigator shit I'm in it
It's a chip skylarking on my shoulder it's the bitches, huh, huh, huh