Turn me up YC, turn me up YC, turn me up YC
Regret it
Get them bags in, put this shit up in the
We ain't got all day
Yeah, yeah go
I was makin' plays if you ever seen me runnin' or leave
Boy, I served my Jay, it's gon' leave his nose runnin' raw
****, if murder was the case, I'll give my lawyer another hunnid real
You can never be too safe, so why your choppa in the trunk
Too much lacking
I let 'em feel like they got away, they just get by true
If she say that you the only one that's ****in', she a lie where you at now
Standin' over the stove, tryna whip a pot, pot this hot
Bye-bye, if you ain't try to buy a brick or pound no hablo Inglés
Smokin', gettin' a manicure, the struggle build my character
75K in each, your lil' boy get your carrots up
Wockesha that's all I pour inside my cup, look lavender purple
Them talkin' ain't stop no money so it ain't affect us
Got enough Cubans on everything, I ain't tryna link with no n**a I ain't tryna link with no n**a
I don't give a **** if they had some Act', I still won't drink with no niggas still won't sip with no niggas
Where I'm from you up a hunnid, they look at you like that n**a crazy crazy
Just 'cause you told me 'bout bodies, don't mean I believe you, my n**a know what's up with you
If you ever seen me runnin', it was probably off on the plug gone
She like, hmm-mm, boy you toxic, but that's the shit that I love" me too
I'm pulled over with the hazards, makin' plays on the E-Way
Operation smooth, I won't even talk on a pre-paid
Yeah, yeah go
I was makin' plays if you ever seen me runnin' or leave
Boy, I served my Jay, it's gon' leave his nose runnin' raw
****, if murder was the case, I'll give my lawyer another hunnid real
You can never be too safe, so why your choppa in the trunk
Too much lacking
I let 'em feel like they got away, they just get by true
If she say that you the only one that's ****in', she a lie where you at now
Standin' over the stove, tryna whip a pot, pot this hot
Bye-bye, if you ain't try to buy a brick or pound no hablo Inglés
Woah, huh, yeah
Pour up the drink, a hunnid pounds and mixin' it
Send the regular OG back, baggin' up exotic packs
Four forty-eight, plus them fifteen grams huh
You know how much this ten that bag weight weight
He sent them bills the overweight woah, yeah
Can't stop until I'm overpaid, these niggas overrated
Caught a flight, he gaspin' like my choppa be chompin' Chick-fil-A
Boss stamped in the middle, I break down a brick a day woah, woah, yeah
Probably charge you clean, yeah 350 for an eighth
Yeah, yeah go
I was makin' plays if you ever seen me runnin' or leave
Boy, I served my Jay, it's gon' leave his nose runnin' raw
****, if murder was the case, I'll give my lawyer another hunnid real
You can never be too safe, so why your choppa in the trunk
Too much lacking
I let 'em feel like they got away, they just get by true
If she say that you the only one that's ****in', she a lie where you at now
Standin' over the stove, tryna whip a pot, pot this hot
Bye-bye, if you ain't try to buy a brick or pound no hablo Inglés
