Boing Boing

(album: Act III: Atomic - 2017)

Z.E.R.O.S. that's right
I pay way too much for my flights
I pay way too much for my clothes
I'm just too damn cool for these hoes
Someone please just hand me my phone
So I can get back into my zone
Everyone just leave me alone
I'm just way too lit for this

All I ever wanted was a hand full of hundreds
All I ever needed was a girl who's conceited
Gold on my neck boy I ain't trying to flex
But I'm shining so hard even blind people see it
Stepping out the wagon, that's 200,000
Bright red paint got it looking like a dragon
That's what you get from a hard day of trapping
I'm lit lit lit man the sauce just splashing

Don't that shit sound familiar
Lame ass rhymes these rap dudez deliver
Can't trust ya'll I stay La Familia
Knock down walls nigga break down the pillars
Hands to the ceiling (uh), hands in the air
Spread that wealth throw them bands everywhere
Material chick know I'm royalty
Suck this dick baby, Imma shoot gold in your hair

Turn everything up
Turn everything up
Turn everything ah
Turn everything ah

Welcome to the land of the greed
Welcome to the home of the slave
Run up in your house while you sleep
What's the number to the mother fucking safe
Niggas going from the cradle to grave
You done fucked around and stumbled in the cave
'Bout to go Django Unchained
Girls do anything to get back stage, turn everything up
Money ain't everything but pops taught me how to stack green up
Black King Tut
High school friends selling drugs out the same house where I grew up
That's how you really give back to your community
I don't settle for less, I'm getting what I need
I know people locked up for only using weed
How did Hillary Clinton get immunity, huh?
(I don't know why that's funny)
Everyday is Halloween, huh?
Michael Myers, Jamie Lee, huh?
Freddy Krueger in your dreams, huh?
Load up clips and make a scene, huh?
They putting lies on the screen
Black & gold everything
We going crazy, we jumping round like marines
We rage against the machine
Nigga we the kings, you ready?

Hol' up man, my niggas tripping (whoo)

Turn everything whoo
Turn everything ah
Turn everything ah

That's it
That's all
Turn everything down