TURN IT ON ft. NODUH Lyrics

I take my swag, I turn it on

Bad bitch on my dick she like my pheromones, I said

I'm still hella stoned

I lick up these blunts like an envelope

Them people they ask what vibe we on

I've been smoking zaza, grabbas all day long

Don't blasé on my telephone

I run up these checks like a milestone

Popping molly, bitch, pop it on me

Popping all of this medicine I might vomit

Fuck twelve I'm a product of my environment

I got garnets on top of chinchilla garments

Wild on that bitch, throwing tithes on that bitch

Rubbin' on the tip, I buss' a child on that bitch

Her pussy got grip, that's a great vibe on that bitch

Video that pussy, put some files on that bitch

Strip her

She brought her friend along, coming with her

She wear that panty hose, in December

Xylophone rib cage playing rhythm

They like cajones and they playing wit 'em

Canines with some gang ties

I'm not deaf but I know hand signs

Pressure on my chest give me a bad spine

Dressed in number nine this ain't Calvin Klein

I'm in love with cheese, like I'm Wallace and Grommit

Thirty thousand feet, in a rocket I take off

Feel it in my genes, like I'm stuck in a pocket

Fuck a day job, I get paid on my days off

Every time you push me I push back

I just wanna get the bag

It ain't what you have it's what you lack

Shawty please don't get attached

To me

Or my bro, you see

She said she want it all for free

In another minute it'll cost a fee

Mark of the beast, she stamp me like an envelope

Looking at my eyes, she said I'm hella stoned

From the back room she can smell my pheromones

So I take my swag and turn it on

I take my swag, I turn it on

Bad bitch on my dick she like my pheromones, I said

I'm still hella stoned

I lick up these blunts like an envelope

Them people they ask what vibe we on

I've been smoking zaza, grabbas all day long

Don't blasé on my telephone

I run up these checks like a milestone