My Turn Lyrics

Sometimes I wonder if the niggas really listen, you know what I mean

Like, I feel like they hear it, but they're not listening

You get it?

Go, go

Yeah, two years in what it is?

Still money to spend

Told them niggas keep counting me in

Did it once, I'ma do it again

Pray to God, cause I'm living in sin

Yeah, y'all keep following trends

Devil want my soul, I think I'm falling in

But I won't let him get me

Yeah, if he come close, load up the semi

Yeah, hundred round clip, we got plenty

I heard the devil wear Prada, I'm rockin' Fendi

Like Lil Baby, this My Turn, call me Timmy

This a one man army, no one with me

I drank too much, I'm passing out whats in my cup, Pink Whitney

Yeah, I still pull up in a Honda Civic, I don't need a Bentley

Nah I don't know what else to say, but I ball like D'Angelo Russel

OMO it stand for on my own, bitch you better respect my hustle

Flexing on these niggas like I'm Terry Crews, check my muscle

Speaking of my name, I'm pulling up on them

And all they gon' see is the end of the muzzle

Grah,grah,grah

Fuck nigga, get back

Yeah, all you hear is click, clack

Yeah, gun got kickback

Break em' off like a Kit Kat

Shoot at the floor, he dancin' like Kai Cenat

Thought you was Hindu, the red dot between your eyes, thats where the beam at

Pour up some Casamigos

Yeah, you know that's how we roll

We're getting Green no CeeLo

Straight 100's, that's a c note

Balling out like it's a casino

Life's a movie, Tarantino

It Feels like Summer, shoutout to Childish Gambino

Got diamond rocks, polo socks, and I'm rocking Crocs

Keep talking hot, pull up to your block, and we lettin' off shots

Yeah, I been cooking in this bitch, right now I'm stirring the pot

How the fuck he don't got motion

I'm wondering what the fuck he was taught

I promise if I get a bad bitch, I ain't fumbling

All these niggas talking, but all I can hear is mumbling

You try to walk a mile in my shoes, and you'll be stumbling

I think they need some humbling

Didn't hear what you said

Come again

Yeah, come again

Yeah, come again

I'm by myself, don't need no friends

International, I might go to France

Yeah, my eyes love it, look like I came from Japan

Yeah, two years in what it is?

Still money to spend

Told them niggas keep counting me in

Did it once, I'ma do it again

Pray to God, cause I'm living in sin

Yeah, y'all keep following trends

Devil want my soul, I think I'm falling in

But I won't let him get me

Yeah, if he come close, load up the semi

Yeah, hundred round clip, we got plenty

I heard the devil wear Prada, I'm rockin' Fendi