Turkey Bag Lyrics

Niggas always talkin' fiction, shit that they ain't livin

I be trappin' out the PZ, turkey bag, Thanksgiving

Fifty bowls, turo coupe, cruise control, lane switchin

I just passed a trooper, dirty L's, I'm hopin' they ain't get me

We ain't talkin' trappin, quite frankly, tryna change the subject

I can get that shit gone in a jiffy, I ain't makin' muffins

I can tell the way you set your numbers, you ain't makin' nothin

Jit stuck inside his own endzone, they done gave a touchback

Mm, shit ain't hard, you just gotta get up

I remember I ain't even have no plug

Found me a line, I ain't give a fuck

Found me a line, that shit wasn't easy

Bruh start taxin' and he threw a buck on it

Don't spend a dime on shit and stack your bread, yeah, that shit work, don't it

Nigga ain't got shit for you if you go flat, yeah, that shit hurt, don't it

She done dolphin dive right on my dick, she said it's her moment

I done stole a nigga bitch like Jose Calderon

I'm up twenty-five eight in this bitch, I need some Adderall

Drunk as fuck, I'm in the drive-thru, don't get my order wrong

Really, I'm just tryna slide through and get my boulders off

If that pussy good, I'm on a bitch like hydrocortisone

Sometimes I might trick, I just spend it, I ignore the cost