Ayy Turk turn that shit up
(Yea it's a Awful lot of gas in this blunt nigga)
(It's a Awful lot of It's a Awful lot of servin P's I'm finna trap)
I'm on the block and I'm posted' with the shooters
She throwin' neck yeah we know that she a thooter
We know the truth the truth hurts Long Live The Ruler
Lyft this bitch up and sent her ass up in the Uber
Gelato in a loose leaf I'm finna face heem
Walk around carry a bunch of chopsticks I'm with Mei Ling
I just door knocked for five bands I need my fee
Niggas try their best to copy what I do but you can't be me
Yeah we on the sea I blower on the gram he ain't tote it
Been talkin' crazy and this bitch I'm the coldest
This matte black Jeep do 200 I'ma float it
Yeah ain't no waitin' up gotta get this shit in motion
Gotta get this shit in motion nigga can't nobody stop us
On Rodeo Drive smokin' fat woods with a Woc Cup
Turn nothin' into somethin' bitch you know we got the block jumping
You hangin' with the enemies I swear your niggas be opp lovin
You hangin' with them niggas I don't f*ck with that shit weird
I'm hoppin' off the PJ you won't catch me on the spirit
I'm five-star you gotta f*ck me with a rubber
If I'm f*ckin' with your bitch we gotta keep it undercover
I'm finna run this Bank up yeah I put that on my mother
The chop kick like Jackie Chan I'm Chris Tucker
I'm in this big body hoggin up the lane like a trucker
Been impatient bout the blues nah I don't like to wait on it
Thick bitch w a BBL I'm tryna lay on it
Come and shop with HNR lil' bitch you get the best high
Da MVP up in this bitch I run a franchise
We hit the strip club and throwblue hunnids we let them bands fly
This lemonberry tart's in my system bitch I'm too Fryd
I'm too high I saw your text but I couldn't reply
Told them I can't kick the cup because it's too pricey
Got some niggas in the club they like to shoot shit they too shiesty
Close that back door know some niggas tryna two-time
Woke up and sipped the Wok today I can't do wine
Can't stay up on one bitch need a new vibe
They ain't see us when we slide cus the couple fly
I'm on the block and I'm posted' with the shooters
She throwin' neck yeah we know that she a thooter
We know the truth the truth hurts Long Live The Ruler
Lyft this bitch up and sent her ass home up in the Uber
Gelato in a loose leaf I'm finna face heem
Walk around carry a bunch of chopsticks I'm with Mei Ling
I just door knocked for five bands I need my fee
Niggas try their best to copy what I do but you can't be me
Yeah we on the see that blower on the gram he ain't tote it
Been talkin' crazy and this bitch I'm the coldest
This matte black Jeep do 200 I'ma float it
Yeah ain't no waitin' up gotta get this shit in motion
Ayy Turk turn that shit up