Don't Know Which Way To Turn Lyrics

Don't know which way to turn, yea, oh yea

Mmmm

Uhhh, uhh

Don't know, don't know which way to turn

Mmmm, mmmm, ouuu

Don't know which way to turn

Kick these bitches to the curb

Bitches getting on my nerves

Run up that bag gotta chase up that money

No, No

Gotta go chase up that money

Can't trip bout no bitch in that's all in the past, I swear to god these bitches fucking

These bitches be fucking and sucking

They just want you for the money

Gotta chase up that bag and run up that cake I swear to god bitches ain't nothing

Can't even cater to bitch cause in reality I swear to god these bitches gonna treat you like you nothing

Huh, so fuck it

I'm back on my shit I'm back in that mode, finna go fuck on his hoe

Finna cop a whip and you know it's a Rolls, yea my nigga you know how it go

Fuck her from the back and she touching her toes

Drilling her shit ain't talking bout Lowe's

Bitches be weird they really some clones

Look at her body folding like some clothes

I just wanted you nobody else

Somebody call me some help

Fuck that nigga that been in the cell

Pull out a stick on a bitch that you love nigga you tripping like hell

When u get out of jail take care of your child lil nigga or imma send you to hell

Huh, uhh

Don't know which way to turn

Kick these bitches to the curb

Bitches getting on my nerves

Run up that bag gotta chase up that money

No, No

Gotta go chase up that money

Can't trip bout no bitch in that's all in the past, I swear to god these bitches fucking

These bitches be fucking and sucking

They just want you for the money

Gotta chase up that bag and run up that cake I swear to god bitches ain't nothing

Can't even cater to bitch cause in reality I swear to god these bitches gonna treat you like you nothing

Huh, so fuck it

How you gon fuck on me, and then go fuck that nigga

Lil bitch you crazy ion give a fuck what you saying lil hoe you trippin

We gon light that lil nigga up like it's Christmas

He step in my section you know that we blicking

I swear to god nigga we ain't never missing

Huh, ouuu

Said you wanna shoot the trey when u get out of prison

Leave you dead on the scene and we still gon have the rooftop missing

Leaving your BM shooken

Nigga really pressed cause she gave me the cookie, huh nigga you stupid

She said that she love while I'm beating it down end of discussion that's the conclusion

Can't treat a bitch a wrong and thinking that she gon double back lil boy a delusion

Crashing out bout some pussy nigga you foolish

I even sung to your bitch like Toosii

Don't know which way to turn

Kick these bitches to the curb

Bitches getting on my nerves

Run up that bag gotta chase up that money

No, No

Gotta go chase up that money

Can't trip bout no bitch in that's all in the past, I swear to god these bitches fucking

These bitches be fucking and sucking

They just want you for the money

Gotta chase up that bag and run up that cake I swear to god bitches ain't nothing

Can't even cater to bitch cause in reality I swear to god these bitches gonna treat you like you nothing

Huh, so fuck it