Turn It Burn It
Yeah
I'm up check the score yeah (yeah)
That bitch wanna fornicate (fornicate)
Gettin high in California
Guess it don't matter where I'm at
Get high all day
Gotta turn it up
Tell 'em turn me up
Turn it up (turn it up)
Gotta turn me up
Tell 'em turn me up
Turn me up yeah (yeah)
Burnin up
That bitch burnin up
Burnin up (burnin up)
Yeah burn it to the floor yeah (yeah)
Woo she wanna fuck the crew
That ain't nothin new yeah (that ain't never nothin new, that's a fact)
You can go and get a clue (clue)
Like your name was Blue yeah (that ain't nothin new)
Goin through the motions so goddamn high (wow)
I can't feel my toes or trust my eyes (for real)
My limbs numb I'm floating (woah)
Make it through, I'm hoping to (woah)
Bitch I'm known who the fuck is you (fuck, fuck)
Walk cool cause my fuckin shoes (my fuckin shoes)
I spit hard, fucked my fuckin tooth up (ow)
Shoot at you, give you a crew cut (bow)
Do the dirt, I don't give my crew up (never that)
Yeah this money old
Got a lotta new bucks though (cha-ching)
I don't give two fucks hoe (cha-ching)
Not even one (fuck that)
I'm up check the score yeah (yeah)
That bitch wanna fornicate (fornicate)
Gettin high in California
Guess it don't matter where I'm at
Get high all day
Gotta turn it up
Tell 'em turn me up
Turn it up (turn it up)
Gotta turn me up
Tell 'em turn me up
Turn me up yeah (yeah)
Burnin up
That bitch burnin up
Burnin up (burnin up)
Yeah burn it to the floor yeah (yeah)
Yee, yee
Gotta pay a fee for this shit (fee, fee)
Like I am a troll up under the bridge (ha)
That little bitch swallowed all of my kids (yee)
That's a human sacrifice (oh my god)
None of your business (oh my, oh my god)
What the fuck I do with my time (check that)
Bitch it's my time
Beat the pussy up, muay thai (bow)
Yeah, give the pussy a black eye (woah)
I'm so goofy and silly aren't I
Really can't take me anywhere
That bitch ain't got on no underwear (oh my god)
Shit neither do I
I'm up check the score yeah (yeah)
That bitch wanna fornicate (fornicate)
Gettin high in California
Guess it don't matter where I'm at
Get high all day
Gotta turn it up
Tell 'em turn me up
Turn it up (turn it up)
Gotta turn me up
Tell 'em turn me up
Turn me up yeah (yeah)
Burnin up
That bitch burnin up
Burnin up (burnin up)
Yeah burn it to the floor yeah (yeah)
Woo she wanna fuck the crew
That ain't nothin new yeah (that ain't never nothin new, that's a fact)
You can go and get a clue (clue)
Like your name was Blue yeah (that ain't nothin new)
Goin through the motions so goddamn high (wow)
I can't feel my toes or trust my eyes (for real)
My limbs numb I'm floating (woah)
Make it through, I'm hoping to (woah)
Bitch I'm known who the fuck is you (fuck, fuck)
Walk cool cause my fuckin shoes (my fuckin shoes)
I spit hard, fucked my fuckin tooth up (ow)
Shoot at you, give you a crew cut (bow)
Do the dirt, I don't give my crew up (never that)
Yeah this money old
Got a lotta new bucks though (cha-ching)
I don't give two fucks hoe (cha-ching)
Not even one (fuck that)
I'm up check the score yeah (yeah)
That bitch wanna fornicate (fornicate)
Gettin high in California
Guess it don't matter where I'm at
Get high all day
Gotta turn it up
Tell 'em turn me up
Turn it up (turn it up)
Gotta turn me up
Tell 'em turn me up
Turn me up yeah (yeah)
Burnin up
That bitch burnin up
Burnin up (burnin up)
Yeah burn it to the floor yeah (yeah)
Yee, yee
Gotta pay a fee for this shit (fee, fee)
Like I am a troll up under the bridge (ha)
That little bitch swallowed all of my kids (yee)
That's a human sacrifice (oh my god)
None of your business (oh my, oh my god)
What the fuck I do with my time (check that)
Bitch it's my time
Beat the pussy up, muay thai (bow)
Yeah, give the pussy a black eye (woah)
I'm so goofy and silly aren't I
Really can't take me anywhere
That bitch ain't got on no underwear (oh my god)
Shit neither do I
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