Turn Up

Ima just turn up in this bitch
I'm loving the money, Let it drop to the flo'
With the birds, I go first, Head burnt, Guess I need some snow
I don't chit chat, Come back, Fuck that, Huh
Brand new plate, fill my stomache up
Chubby but gon' run it up
Fat ass Jeans, Thats Money Yuhh
My mind is foggy
Can't see why hunnids be turning backs on me
Spending my energy, turn to a rocket
Ain't spending money shits filling my pocket
They spend attention and now they want stop me
Radioactive, shit blow up, atomic (Boom)
Throw up front my feet, That's vomit
Great show, Gotta bow like Robin

Roll up, I'm unconscious, Boy
But I like it, Cuz Ion needa hear you talk dumb fuck shit no more
Stoopid fuck, Get out I don't like no bitches I'm honest, Boy
They fuck around on the internet
I ain't into that, Call it porn, Bitch
Come out yo shell, U know I can tell ur wet by the way u be walking
Shaking knees, Don't u leave, Earfquake, My fault, Ur toxic
Switchin roles, And the beef turn cold
First heated, If u run I don't want it
Dawgs turn to cats, Cats turn to rats, Nevertheless they keep barking
Nice guy but if u press me I'm With the shit steve-o
Boy start to play, It gon' get ugly but we don't cheat code
Just like a plastic bitch, Money lasting
It's with me even when I'm old
Can't keep no fake shit with me, Really been busy, See me taking over

Ima just turn up in this bitch
I'm loving the money, Let it drop to the flo'
With the birds, I go first, Head burnt, Guess I need some snow
I don't chit chat, Come back, Fuck that, Huh
Brand new plate, fill my stomache up
Chubby but gon' run it up
Fat ass Jeans, Thats Money Yuhh
My mind is foggy
Can't see why hunnids be turning backs on me
Spending my energy, turn to a rocket
Ain't spending money shits filling my pocket
They spend attention and now they want stop me
Radioactive, shit blow up, atomic (Boom)
Throw up front my feet, That's vomit
Great show, Gotta bow like Robin

I'm heated but still my heart cold just like I'm frozen
Ice controllin ', Ima Build a snowman, Yuhh I feel chosen
Like I'll make it, Look up with disbelieve, They be hopeless hopin'
I be foldin' fore foreign cars roarin', Top, GPS localized
Hope I don't get lost but I ain't tryna find my way home
If I lose it all, I cant go back so what u stay for?
I won't stop, No origami cuz I cant fold
Cannot set me up, But if u trip blow up like claymore
Dub be on the low, I ain't tryna flex, My enemys karma
Know Im still gon win, High chin
Look down on u, Kept jealousy n drama
U spreaded bullshit, I'm on shit, Keep weed, No farmer
Solo in this, I don't fit in normal shit, I'm proud of that

Ima just turn up in this bitch
I'm loving the money, Let it drop to the flo'
With the birds, I go first, Head burnt, Guess I need some snow
I don't chit chat, Come back, Fuck that, Huh
Brand new plate, fill my stomache up
Chubby but gon' run it up
Fat ass Jeans, Thats Money Yuhh
My mind is foggy
Can't see why hunnids be turning backs on me
Spending my energy, turn to a rocket
Ain't spending money shits filling my pocket
They spend attention and now they want stop me
Radioactive, shit blow up, atomic (Boom)
Throw up front my feet, That's vomit
Great show, Gotta bow like Robin



Credits
Writer(s): Maximilian Christian Schmidt
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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