CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : 2TuRnT!
Too turnt like f**k this sh*t
Me and twin, we high as sh*t
Bad hoes tryna f**k and sh*t
Look at me like damn he rich
Dripped down in designer st**ch
Money long, no f**king inch
High above like f**king Kent
Me and Ko, we f**king your ho
Money coming, we counting the rolls
Off the P blowing the O
I'm sipping on lean, moving it slow
Ayy chill, that's not my problem
Bad b*t*h so yeah, I lobbed 'em
Hellcat like damn, I shot 'em
Hellcat like damn, I lost 'em
Slide through with the K
Black mask on the face
Big body like a tank
Try to slide to my place
But 16, that's a case
Red cuffs on my waist
He a crip, bust his lip blood, now he bang
Iced out, Johnny dang
He need a cap, boy got a gun full of blanks
You fake as f**k, you brung the sh*t up
Hiding the drugs, put it in the couch
I am a demon, my shooter could vouch
She eat up the semen, I'm bussin her down
B*t*h I am a king, I need me a crown
You die off the Percs, boy, you better slow down
Taking the Addys, it's helping my sound
I can not cuff 'cause that ho been around
Kicking his back door down
I need the racks right now
I'm putting grams in the air
Smoking on gas, it's loud
You know I'm pulling on that b*t*h hair
You know I'm breaking her down
When I go back to my city, I got the most pack in the town
I remember as a kid used to see my cousin play with rounds
I remember as a kid when I walked up in the stripper lounge
I remember as a kid when I found out I was good with sounds
I remember as a kid I was worth more money then my house
Me and twin, we high as sh*t
Bad hoes tryna f**k and sh*t
Look at me like damn he rich
Dripped down in designer st**ch
Money long, no f**king inch
High above like f**king Kent
Me and Ko, we f**king your ho
Money coming, we counting the rolls
Off the P blowing the O
I'm sipping on lean, moving it slow
Ayy chill, that's not my problem
Bad b*t*h so yeah, I lobbed 'em
Hellcat like damn, I shot 'em
Hellcat like damn, I lost 'em
Slide through with the K
Black mask on the face
Big body like a tank
Try to slide to my place
But 16, that's a case
Red cuffs on my waist
He a crip, bust his lip blood, now he bang
Iced out, Johnny dang
He need a cap, boy got a gun full of blanks
You fake as f**k, you brung the sh*t up
Hiding the drugs, put it in the couch
I am a demon, my shooter could vouch
She eat up the semen, I'm bussin her down
B*t*h I am a king, I need me a crown
You die off the Percs, boy, you better slow down
Taking the Addys, it's helping my sound
I can not cuff 'cause that ho been around
Kicking his back door down
I need the racks right now
I'm putting grams in the air
Smoking on gas, it's loud
You know I'm pulling on that b*t*h hair
You know I'm breaking her down
When I go back to my city, I got the most pack in the town
I remember as a kid used to see my cousin play with rounds
I remember as a kid when I walked up in the stripper lounge
I remember as a kid when I found out I was good with sounds
I remember as a kid I was worth more money then my house
