Turnt Lyrics

I was down, bad on my dick ran up a bag and now I'm turnt

You want that smoke? then light it up, I bet your pussy ass get burnt

Spark a Woody to the face, to solve my problems cause I'm hurt

Said she never gave some top like bitch I know your ass been learned

Being broke I couldn't take it so I jumped off the porch

Scared money don't make money so go run it up and score

Blue hundreds, steady call my name, my pockets fiening for some more

Vision the audience screaming for me, respect the encore

Polo Ralph Lauren on my drawers, new freezer i'm a top boss

Know you see my teeth be shining, I don't need no dental floss

What you say lil nigga? speak up with your chest, quit acting soft

If it ain't directed, it ain't respected, don't be spitting out your jaw

I've been trapping steady stacking gotta scrap up my chips

These niggas wanna see you lose, that's why it's tucked up on my hip

Let a busta try me hollows penetrate his skin and rip

Imagine Call Of Duty Warzone when I shoot, I don't miss

Clock in, clock out, independent, stay humble

Like lil baby bitch I'm going all in it's time to rumble

If you ain't talking money, blah blah, I don't wanna hear you mumble

They praying on my downfall, they hoping for me to fumble

I've been solo for a while, niggas turning to foes

Don't want relationships, it's the same shit, these hoes gon' be hoes

So I'ma run it up, veteran in this ball like the pros

Won't catch me slipping on my feet, always stand on ten toes

I'm a five hundred and twelve bandit, I know they can't stand me

Sweet like some sugar, can be sour like some candy

Do you understand me? My knuckles come in handy

Beat a nigga ass, if he shoot, it's a plan B

Wipe a nigga nose on some shit cause he slimy

Rat behind my back, you a opp, y'all niggas grimy

Play me like a toy, push my button, call it try me

You know where I be posted if you really tryna find me

Ay, off the beam, I'm too turnt

Crossing me, gon' leave you in the dirt

Do the dash, car, go, skrt

Wild soul, I'm berserk

Off the beam, I'm too turnt

Crossing me, gon' leave you in the dirt

Do the dash, car, go, skirt

Wild soul, I'm berserk

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