I juss hopped on a jet
I got my foot on they neck yea yea
That's why I'm chasin a check yea yea
I ball like Ron artest uh
The pain I keep is heavy
40 gripping scary
You don't have tell me
Bitch I'm mental, detrimental
What the f*ck you on
Bitch leave me alone
Bitch I don't condone
All the f*ckery, can't even sleep
I'm off the shits, I 40 grip, don't give no f*ck about yo bitch
Bitch I got a ruler clip
Hit you in yo face nd shit
Hit you in yo eyebrow, red beam it get low down
Don't know how to cope now, bitch it's a showdown
Cope now, I don't know how
Somehow, get another chance
Its profound, I don't know
You break my heart a long time ago
Freaky bitches I be turned up, I be getting lit ion need enough
Did that for the fam, when I came thru turnt I juss call they bluff
It's different now, when I came thru, I came in the clutch
It's a flagrant foul, when I turnt up, Ian wanna buss
I be back to back, when I turnt up don't want him in the clutch
I'm in the back of a back of a, I'm turnt, I know that they taxin us
I'm in the back of an Acura, I see that shit, binoculars
These bitches be turnt, turnt off the wave, I know these bitches be after us
I know these bitches be after us, on the low I'm losing interest
Don't give f*ck, addin it up, gimme the money the handler
I be getting turnt, turnt off the wave
Freaky bitch tell me she the passenger
Shawty get turnt, turnt off the wave
Yea imma f*ck then I'm passin her