young n turnt
I just slut that bitch up, I just flood my wrist out
I just flew that bitch out, LAX to my house
Bad bitch cap on the 'net, she wan' come for my head
I'ma hit it and dead it, I'm sorry, my bad
Got a bad bitch on the 'gram, she wanna chit-chat about me
Fuck, got a bad bitch and her friend making TikToks about me
In a second, spend a band on some shit I don't need
Wanna suck me in this Benz, that's some shit I foreseen
Come eat me up, suck me up, I send her off
She smoke my weed and got too high
Wore my clothes, now she too fly
Rick and Balenci on her, that emo bitch, a stoner
I think that I might love her
The way she suck me too much, it's too much
She on some self sabotage shit
I'm on some fly young 'n' turnt shit
VETEMENTS, Rick Owens my kicks
I don't gotta flaunt, look at my fit
It's like a hundred thousand on the wrist
I put a hundred thousand on your bitch
I ain't even flexing, I'm just talking shit
It's how I feel nigga when you're rich
I just slut that bitch up, I just flood my wrist out
I just flew that bitch out, LAX to my house
Bad bitch cap on the 'net, she wan' come for my head
I'ma hit it and dead it, I'm sorry, my bad
I just slut that bitch up, I just flood my wrist out
I just flew that bitch out, LAX to my house
Bad bitch cap on the 'net, she wan' come for my head
I'ma hit it and dead it, I'm sorry, my bad
I just flew that bitch out, LAX to my house
Bad bitch cap on the 'net, she wan' come for my head
I'ma hit it and dead it, I'm sorry, my bad
Got a bad bitch on the 'gram, she wanna chit-chat about me
Fuck, got a bad bitch and her friend making TikToks about me
In a second, spend a band on some shit I don't need
Wanna suck me in this Benz, that's some shit I foreseen
Come eat me up, suck me up, I send her off
She smoke my weed and got too high
Wore my clothes, now she too fly
Rick and Balenci on her, that emo bitch, a stoner
I think that I might love her
The way she suck me too much, it's too much
She on some self sabotage shit
I'm on some fly young 'n' turnt shit
VETEMENTS, Rick Owens my kicks
I don't gotta flaunt, look at my fit
It's like a hundred thousand on the wrist
I put a hundred thousand on your bitch
I ain't even flexing, I'm just talking shit
It's how I feel nigga when you're rich
I just slut that bitch up, I just flood my wrist out
I just flew that bitch out, LAX to my house
Bad bitch cap on the 'net, she wan' come for my head
I'ma hit it and dead it, I'm sorry, my bad
I just slut that bitch up, I just flood my wrist out
I just flew that bitch out, LAX to my house
Bad bitch cap on the 'net, she wan' come for my head
I'ma hit it and dead it, I'm sorry, my bad
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Writer(s): Kani Nkshon Shorter Jr., Jalen Miller
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