[Intro]
(Thank you, GC)
(Yo, you turnt, PJ)

[Verse 1: TrDee]
Yeah, bro, you turnt but ain't turnt like me
Face card good everywhere, ain't gotta show ID
Wouldn't even know that she be fuckin', bitch so lowkey
I'ma show up every time you need me, you can count on me
I been runnin' up my bands, all you do is run your mouth
I ain't finna throw no hands, just let Glocky knock you out
I done fucked a couple fans, they like what I be rappin' 'bout
She can't get another chance, spinnin' in the blender now
Stick on me watchin' TV, I guess I'm paranoid
When they callin' tell me that they got him, I'ma jump for joy
I ain't even did nothin' to 'em, why thеy hate your boy?
Dawg talk a lot for a n***a that ain't makin' noise

[Verse 2: BabyTron]
Talkin' 'bout some Yеrcs, you popped a five, boy, that's a microdose
Shit
I'm too attached to Wocky, better hide your potion
I'll do the bitch you call white trife so bogus
Out here actin' loosey-goosey, need to find your focus
Nine minutes after ten, that's what time it is
Slide with five F&Ns, that's what time it is
All that lyin', you gon' die in the den, that's what time it is
That's what time it is, that's the life I live
Couldn't even kill a blunt of 'za, I put a strap away
Better back away, before I activate
Floatin' in that Bumblebee, got punch work like Cassius Clay
I don't need no plastic for this trip, I'ma tap to pay
[Verse 3: TrDee]
If competition with your mans what type of time you on
I just came to meet him face to face, I'ma fly at home
Man, this bitch so bad, I might just hit it with no condom on
They can't fuck with us, we ballin', they think that the sliders on
Feel like Dee McGrady in this bitch, I got that rocket on me
As we speak, now it might just be a n***a plottin' on me
Almost at the top, I cannot go out clutchin' on my heat
She been tryna fuck every day, damn, this bitch a freak
It's the fourth quarter, I've been ballin' since the tip off
Group full of broke n***as, can't nobody fix y'all
Demon head on her, she gon' suck it 'til it get soft
Missed one leg on FanDuel, had me pissed off

[Verse 4: BabyTron]
Big chopstick, got more, yeah
Chopsticks got more legs than a parlay
Cuddy got the mini Uzi, think he Scarface
Lookin' in my double cup, don't think we'll ever part ways
Bustdown wrist, Audemar Piguet
If the pigs see the 'Vert, they gon' know it's hard to catch
Switchie-switchie-switchie-switchie, you would think we shootin' ARs
The whole team all-stars, move like JR
It's a world full of hate, so I ride with Glock
It's a world full of pain, it's a five of Wock'
Locked in twenty-four, I work from five to five o'clock
Cuddy off of yellow nuggets, mellow tryna find an opp
[Outro: BabyTron]
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