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Scrim

Dat Turn Up

 

Dat Turn Up

(album: #DRUGFLOW2 - 2013)


West Bank in this motherfucker
Fucking all these hoes and bitches
Dope dick like robitussin
Rollin up that Cali
West Bank in this motherfucker
Fucking all these hoes and bitches
Dope dick like robitussin
Rollin up that Cali

Trap-a-holics
Yeah
Who is it
This a Scrim beat
Real trap shit
Drug flow
Dat turn up
Scrim
Drug flow 2
Yeah

West Bank in this motherfucker
Fucking all these hoes and bitches
Dope dick like robitussin
Rollin up that Cali killer
With a bad bitch that's down to fuck
[?] switch bitch
Hit that shit like an open junkie
Yeah hit that shit like an open junkie

Rest in peace to [?]
Wish the homie could see me now
These motherfuckers I'm scaring
G*59 hold the crown
Eat these boys like pussy
It's that chopper city
Throw em all in a river
No witnesses
No trap
I'm rollin no skateboard
Blowin loud with no noise
Kush blacker than acorn
Beats blowing up like napalm
Them 808s that bass drum
AK with that drum set
Just physco
One bitch
Schizophrenic
Ah

Got a bad bitch chillin in my guest room
Runnin thru them bands roll it up I love to flex
Pop a couple mollys
Got me breaking out in sweats
Put a thousand on his head
That's a promise not a threat
Got a bad bitch chillin in my guest room
Runnin thru them bands roll it up I love to flex
Pop a couple mollys
Got me breaking out in sweats
Put a thousand on his head
That's a promise not a threat
Now turn up
Now turn up
Dat turn up
We turn up
Turn up

Pumping out all this work
I don't have to bench press
Fresh Js fresh Chucks
Always love to flex
Talkin all that shit when its no one behind the pistol
Keep running that mouth
Swear your mama gon miss you
White boy on my grizzle
Steady cashin checks
G*59 homie
Put it on my set
Fast broads low cars
Motherfucker Corvette
Sippin 4's till I die
Codeine lips stay wet

Got a bad bitch chillin in my guest room
Runnin thru them bands roll it up I love to flex
Pop a couple mollys
Got me breaking out in sweats
Put a thousand on his head
That's a promise not a threat
Got a bad bitch chillin in my guest room
Runnin thru them bands roll it up I love to flex
Pop a couple mollys
Got me breaking out in sweats
Put a thousand on his head
That's a promise not a threat
Now turn up
Now turn up
Dat turn up
We turn up
Turn up

Now turn up
Now turn up
Dat turn up
We turn up
Turn up
Yeah

done

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