Correction Lyrics Who Not Turnt by Tay B

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(Smoke on the beat)
Pulled up in that new thing, VLONE Forgis, yeah
Paid a hundred cash, don't need no mortgage
Foreign b*t*hes with me, everything imported
And a couple wild n***as
Young n***a important

B*t*h, who not turnt? I ain't got what?
Still'll get served, eighty G's for a dove
Quarter million on the truck, b*t*h came right
Had a threesome, yeah, the freak one, b*t*h, the same night

Doggybone good, brought that sh*t back to the hood
Fifty for a feature, for my n***a, probably free
Mansion in the A, penthouse in the D
Ten houses on the East, probably own that
Ask Dot about me, I brought my own straps
No doubt, if I need it, I can get it
I done probably f**ked all the b*t*hes 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 sh*t sound silly
F**k 'em at the same time, man, that sh*t sound litty, yeah
We some young and turnt n***as, really play with work n***as
I can up two mil' on the 'Gram to hurt n***as
Like a crazy-a** b*t*h with the opps, I lurk n***as
Like a freak-a** b*t*h with the opps, I burnt n***as
You would think I never ever use condoms, 'cause I play with raw
F**k a b*t*h and her best friend, then I play it off
I keep the stick in my hand like I'm playin' golf
Worker-a** n***a, 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 b*t*h a G, I bought a Wagen, this is not a Jeep
Pica**o 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
B*t*h, 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

B*t*h, who not turnt? I ain't got what?
Still'll get served, eighty G's for a dove
Quarter million on the truck, b*t*h came right
Had a threesome, yeah, the freak one, b*t*h, the same night

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