It's a turbo in the whip
I'ma pull up then I dip
Purple shit that's what I sip
I got thirty on my hip
And my cup dirty, so it's dirty on my lip
Yo' bitch wanna suck me 'til all my kids disappear
She ask where I'm from and I just tell her not from here
And this pack I smoke it's too damn loud no I can't hear
Niggas know I do the most
Pull up on a nigga block don't make no post
And my gun it's made by Glock it ain't no ghost
Remember I was just broke, now I got money so I boast
I ran up my bread, I got a loaf
Nigga try to take my bread I'll turn him to toast
I got hoes from the westside to the east coast
Nigga can't fly with the bats 'cause the lil nigga broke
Only roll Backwoods 'cause the trey five what I smoke
All the shit I do for this hoe, she only talk 'bout what I don't
Wanna talk 'bout money? I spent thirty five hundred just for a coat
My cup real muddy, I'm with a white bitch and she do coke
It's a turbo in the whip
I'ma pull up then I dip
Purple shit that's what I sip
I got thirty on my hip
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It's a turbo in the whip
I'ma pull up then I dip
Purple shit that's what I sip
I got thirty on my hip
And my cup dirty, so it's dirty on my lip
Yo' bitch wanna suck me 'til all my kids disappear
She ask where I'm from and I just tell her not from here
And this pack I smoke it's too damn loud no I can't hear
Niggas know I do the most
Pull up on a nigga block don't make no post
And my gun it's made by Glock it ain't no ghost
Remember I was just broke, now I got money so I boast
I ran up my bread, I got a loaf
Nigga try to take my bread I'll turn him to toast
I got hoes from the westside to the east coast
Nigga can't fly with the bats 'cause the lil nigga broke
Only roll Backwoods 'cause the trey five what I smoke
All the shit I do for this hoe, she only talk 'bout what I don't
Wanna talk 'bout money? I spent thirty five hundred just for a coat
My cup real muddy, I'm with a white bitch and she do coke
It's a turbo in the whip
I'ma pull up then I dip
Purple shit that's what I sip
I got thirty on my hip
I'ma pull up then I dip
Purple shit that's what I sip
I got thirty on my hip
And my cup dirty, so it's dirty on my lip
Yo' bitch wanna suck me 'til all my kids disappear
She ask where I'm from and I just tell her not from here
And this pack I smoke it's too damn loud no I can't hear
Niggas know I do the most
Pull up on a nigga block don't make no post
And my gun it's made by Glock it ain't no ghost
Remember I was just broke, now I got money so I boast
I ran up my bread, I got a loaf
Nigga try to take my bread I'll turn him to toast
I got hoes from the westside to the east coast
Nigga can't fly with the bats 'cause the lil nigga broke
Only roll Backwoods 'cause the trey five what I smoke
All the shit I do for this hoe, she only talk 'bout what I don't
Wanna talk 'bout money? I spent thirty five hundred just for a coat
My cup real muddy, I'm with a white bitch and she do coke
It's a turbo in the whip
I'ma pull up then I dip
Purple shit that's what I sip
I got thirty on my hip
Writer: Kendall Moore
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