Cant turn down cause we lit
I got pointers on both my of my wrists Pointers
Got 100K in jewelry, nigga Yeah, you cant tell me shit Yeah
Yeah, my Slime bought me all of this Hey
And I aint cappin bout shit
Run that back, Turbo
Your bitch suck my dick on the toilet
Took on Sun Valley, gon say how I did Took on, took on
Now Im in Cali, gettin geeked off the wave
Used to trap on the trap,
Now I trap on the lyrics Yeah, ooh, trap on
Roll down the window, you runnin like Ricky
I rode a private jet, dont need a ticket
Run through them racks and I handle my business
She not my kind, Ill be gone in a minut
I done got rich, I cant hit on no Dennis
I ran it up, came a long way from pnnies
YSL, slimy, Im ridin with the realest
I made a cool quarter mil off a sentence
Pushin that weight, this aint no LA Fitness
I rock Elliot diamonds, this shit aint no gimmick Yeah
Shades yellow Yeah, so I call her Simply Lemonade Simply
50 Cent, mon, the cent is made Cent
Duke and strippers party, got hoes in the pent Yeah
Im gonna throw ones in the ceilin, bae The ceilin, bae
Back-to-back, Turbo Yeah, Im ridin with Turbo in the Vette
In the back, that got the engine, bae Say
Cant turn down cause we lit Turn down
I got pointers on both my of my wrists Skrrt
Got 100K in jewelry Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Nigga, you cant tell me shit Shit
Yeah, and my Slime bought me all of this Yeah
And I aint cappin bout shit Aint
My bank account, thats a cool quarter A quarter
Your bitch suck my dick on the toilet Your bitch
Im fresh and Im not feelin pointed Sheesh
Our .223s just like a joint 2
New Lambo, just watch for the punch Boom
My neck and my ears cost a ton I swear
Its Yak Gotti, thats a lil runt Yeah, Gotti
Put that on, she smokin on Runtz Yeah, that
Baby gon suck this dick and eat cunt Eat cunt
We gonna slime, slime, know that
Took on Sun Valley,
Gon say how I did Say how, yeah, yeah, yeah, took on
Now Im in Cali, gettin geeked off the wave
Used to trap on the trap, now I trap on the lyrics Ooh, trap on
Roll down the window Roll, you runnin like Ricky Roll
I rode a private jet, dont need a ticket
Run through them racks and I handle my business
She not my kind, Ill be gone in a minute
I done got rich, I cant hit on no Dennis
I ran it up, came a long way from pennies
YSL, slimy, Im ridin with the realest
I made a cool quarter mil off a sentence
Pushin that weight, this aint no LA Fitness
I rock Elliot diamonds, this shit aint no gimmick
I gotta make the decision
Poppin these Percocets, she got me trippin
Rockin that Christian cause this my religion
Cant answer my phone, I got too many bitches Brr
Then get the money, Im chasin the ticket
Too many thotties, they geekin off, whippin
Came out the fame, they knowin my name No
I dont catch feelings, but Im catchin planes
He think Im average, but we not the same
I came from the mud, look how far I done came
Been through it all, I done felt all the pain
Real from the start and thats why I cant change
Im in that new machine, look like a creature
They gotta pay me if they want a feature Feature
Im a real boss, I cant hang with no leeches
Niggas start hatin, they got left in the bleachers, then I
Took on Sun Valley,
Gon say how I did Say how, yeah, yeah, yeah, took on
Now Im in Cali, gettin geeked off the wave
Used to trap on the trap, now I trap on the lyrics Ooh, trap on
Roll down the window Roll, you runnin like Ricky Roll
I rode a private jet, dont need a ticket
Run through them racks and I handle my business
She not my kind, Ill be gone in a minute
I done got rich, I cant hit on no Dennis
I ran it up, came a long way from pennies
YSL, slimy, Im ridin with the realest
I made a cool quarter mil off a sentence
Pushin that weight, this aint no LA Fitness
I rock Elliot diamonds, this shit aint no gimmick