Baby Money - Who Not Turnt Lyrics
Baby Money - Who Not Turnt Lyrics
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Pulled up in that new thing, VLONE Forgis, yeah (Smoke on the beat)
Paid it all in cash, don't need no mortgage
Foreign bitches with me, everything imported
And a couple wild niggas
Young nigga important
Bitch, who not turnt? I ain't got what?
Still'll get served, eighty G's for a duck
Quarter million on the truck, bitch came right
Had a threesome, yeah, the freak one, bitch, the same night
Doggybone good, brought that shit back to the hood
Fifty for a feature, for my nigga, probably free
Mansion in the A, penthouse in the D
Ten houses on the East, probably own that
Ask Dot about me, I blow my own straps
No doubt, if I need it, I can get it
I done probably f*cked all the bitches in the city
Neck five hundred, wrist about four-fifty
Bentley three hundred, can't forget the 560
Brand new Rolls truck, I don't even drive, really
Flexin' with a hundred K, man, that shit sound silly
F*ck 'em at the same time, man, that shit sound litty, yeah
We some young and turnt niggas, really play with work niggas
I can up two mil' on the 'Gram to hurt niggas
Like a crazy-ass bitch with the opps, I lurk niggas
Like a freak-ass bitch with the opps, I burnt niggas
You would think I never ever use condoms, 'cause I play with raw
F*ck a bitch and her best friend, then I play it off
I keep the stick in my hand like I'm playin' golf
Worker-ass nigga, why you out here tryna play the boss?
It's my decision, kill 'em all if you askin' me
My shoes a thousand, every step I take a half a G
My bitch a G, I bought a Wagen, this is not a Jeep
Picasso on my left wrist, it's a masterpiece
Ain't think I'm lackin', boy, they know I got my guys with me
I ain't even gotta ask 'em, they gon' slide with me
It's five o'clock, but I'm ridin' in a 550
Wanted revenge for your brother, then you die with it
Bitch, who not turnt?
Was ballin' 'fore they came, they know who got first
He was dissin' on the gang, then his crew got murked
I was shootin' out the Range, that's how his boo got hurt
Set his house up in flames, but he moved out first
Bitch, who not turnt? I ain't got what?
Still'll get served, eighty G's for a duck
Quarter million on the truck, bitch came right
Had a threesome, yeah, the freak one, bitch, the same night
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Pulled up in that new thing, VLONE Forgis, yeah (Smoke on the beat)
Paid it all in cash, don't need no mortgage
Foreign bitches with me, everything imported
And a couple wild niggas
Young nigga important
Bitch, who not turnt? I ain't got what?
Still'll get served, eighty G's for a duck
Quarter million on the truck, bitch came right
Had a threesome, yeah, the freak one, bitch, the same night
Doggybone good, brought that shit back to the hood
Fifty for a feature, for my nigga, probably free
Mansion in the A, penthouse in the D
Ten houses on the East, probably own that
Ask Dot about me, I blow my own straps
No doubt, if I need it, I can get it
I done probably f*cked all the bitches in the city
Neck five hundred, wrist about four-fifty
Bentley three hundred, can't forget the 560
Brand new Rolls truck, I don't even drive, really
Flexin' with a hundred K, man, that shit sound silly
F*ck 'em at the same time, man, that shit sound litty, yeah
We some young and turnt niggas, really play with work niggas
I can up two mil' on the 'Gram to hurt niggas
Like a crazy-ass bitch with the opps, I lurk niggas
Like a freak-ass bitch with the opps, I burnt niggas
You would think I never ever use condoms, 'cause I play with raw
F*ck a bitch and her best friend, then I play it off
I keep the stick in my hand like I'm playin' golf
Worker-ass nigga, why you out here tryna play the boss?
It's my decision, kill 'em all if you askin' me
My shoes a thousand, every step I take a half a G
My bitch a G, I bought a Wagen, this is not a Jeep
Picasso on my left wrist, it's a masterpiece
Ain't think I'm lackin', boy, they know I got my guys with me
I ain't even gotta ask 'em, they gon' slide with me
It's five o'clock, but I'm ridin' in a 550
Wanted revenge for your brother, then you die with it
Bitch, who not turnt?
Was ballin' 'fore they came, they know who got first
He was dissin' on the gang, then his crew got murked
I was shootin' out the Range, that's how his boo got hurt
Set his house up in flames, but he moved out first
Bitch, who not turnt? I ain't got what?
Still'll get served, eighty G's for a duck
Quarter million on the truck, bitch came right
Had a threesome, yeah, the freak one, bitch, the same night
Paid it all in cash, don't need no mortgage
Foreign bitches with me, everything imported
And a couple wild niggas
Young nigga important
Bitch, who not turnt? I ain't got what?
Still'll get served, eighty G's for a duck
Quarter million on the truck, bitch came right
Had a threesome, yeah, the freak one, bitch, the same night
Doggybone good, brought that shit back to the hood
Fifty for a feature, for my nigga, probably free
Mansion in the A, penthouse in the D
Ten houses on the East, probably own that
Ask Dot about me, I blow my own straps
No doubt, if I need it, I can get it
I done probably f*cked all the bitches in the city
Neck five hundred, wrist about four-fifty
Bentley three hundred, can't forget the 560
Brand new Rolls truck, I don't even drive, really
Flexin' with a hundred K, man, that shit sound silly
F*ck 'em at the same time, man, that shit sound litty, yeah
We some young and turnt niggas, really play with work niggas
I can up two mil' on the 'Gram to hurt niggas
Like a crazy-ass bitch with the opps, I lurk niggas
Like a freak-ass bitch with the opps, I burnt niggas
You would think I never ever use condoms, 'cause I play with raw
F*ck a bitch and her best friend, then I play it off
I keep the stick in my hand like I'm playin' golf
Worker-ass nigga, why you out here tryna play the boss?
It's my decision, kill 'em all if you askin' me
My shoes a thousand, every step I take a half a G
My bitch a G, I bought a Wagen, this is not a Jeep
Picasso on my left wrist, it's a masterpiece
Ain't think I'm lackin', boy, they know I got my guys with me
I ain't even gotta ask 'em, they gon' slide with me
It's five o'clock, but I'm ridin' in a 550
Wanted revenge for your brother, then you die with it
Bitch, who not turnt?
Was ballin' 'fore they came, they know who got first
He was dissin' on the gang, then his crew got murked
I was shootin' out the Range, that's how his boo got hurt
Set his house up in flames, but he moved out first
Bitch, who not turnt? I ain't got what?
Still'll get served, eighty G's for a duck
Quarter million on the truck, bitch came right
Had a threesome, yeah, the freak one, bitch, the same night
Writer: Carlos Fischer, Diamante Warren, Dion Hayes, Styrean Lee
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
Performed By: Baby Money
Featuring: 42 Dugg, Tay B
Length: 2:14
Written by: Carlos Fischer, Diamante Warren, Dion Hayes, Styrean Lee