Head Turner

A-yuh-a-yeah
Trade Mark
Look

[Verse 1]
I'ma head turner
People wanna sweat me I just let 'em stare
Disrespect me and I'll check 'em like a questionnaire
Yeah, Gwinnett's in here, so bring the sireens[?]
'Cause we in the club rolling up some sticky lime green
High beam spot
Light is mine for the time being
On a murder, rappers turn a track into a crime scene
I taken from investigators they gon' find weed
Riding dirty, no I'm not referring to my hygiene
No sir, brushing my shoulder there's no dirt, no
I'm so fly that I should be styling in a fur coat
Oh, my pinky is twinkling, I let it radiate
Two step n' snapping in the pattern leather bathing apes
Some 808's, booming like a cannon bro
I ain't knocking where you from but this is how we do it in Atlanta dawg
Purple lurping, xanny bars, rolling on them hard drugs
Plurging in a fancy car, surving on the hood should
In the club buzzed like a yellow jacket
We could get those cigarillos cracking
I tried to tell 'em

[Chorus]
I-I-I'm a head turner
A b-bread burner
Bitch I'm a head turner
I know you like what you see
Girl, I'm a head turner
A b-bread burner
I bet you wish I bet you wish that you was riding with me
Bitch I'm a head turner
A b-bread burner
Bitch I'm a head turner
I know you like what you see
A yuh-a-yeah yuh-a-yeah yuh-a-yeah yuh-a-yeah yuh-a-yeah yuh-a-yeah

[Verse 2]
770 is where I'm repping you better let 'em know
Where they be letting them hoes go for the extra load
I'ma let what I gross grow till I get it sold
'til my necklace is rose gold with those precious stones
Let it show, I used to flex on my Pre Velo bro
Tretching though, I ain't talking pretzels and crescent rolls
But now that several O's be running them decimals
So every hoe that knows it approaches me sexual
But no I don't get attached
Where them gold diggers at
Probably at the club sitting on a go-getter's lap
I'm bar doing Jägerbombs and Redheaded Sluts
Or in the Chevy with the rail of the gut getting some cut
And I'ma beat it and butcher it
Teasing her with the green that she couldn't get
Because baby Jesus sweeter than sugar it's
the only way I can put it is that we getting it
Count it up
Chevy Impala's my clique as slick as we mount it up
Ain't nobody in the county fucking around with us
Nobody put it down like the homey Jonny Valiant does
It truly is beautiful as acute in this hustle
Try to turn around too fast and end up pulling a muscle 'cause

[Chorus]
I-I-I'm a head turner
A b-bread burner
Bitch I'm a head turner
I know you like what you see
Girl, I'm a head turner
A b-bread burner
I bet you wish I bet you wish that you was riding with me
Bitch I'm a head turner
A b-bread burner
Bitch I'm a head turner
I know you like what you see
A yuh-a-yeah yuh-a-yeah yuh-a-yeah yuh-a-yeah yuh-a-yeah yuh-a-yeah

[Verse 3]
Now I can't even go anywhere without people staring me up and down
Like I'm walking on red carpet, I guess they love my style
I'm sticking out like a sore thumb when I'm on the Crown
Walking up in this, discover me dropping a couple thou'
I be in SoCal buying the whole aisle
Walking by and these hoes smile like "Oh wow"
Like I think he's a rapper, he walks around like he's famous
They call me Rittz bitch
In case you forgot what my name is
Competition invisible
A ton of other crackers call themselves Rittz but this is the authentic original
Man the kid is invisible
And I don't mean to be so egotistical
But being broke for me seems so pitiful
We be moving o's some sugar lows
To people room and road
And if not we in the city doing shows
All the pretty hoes saying "God dang did you see him?"
Man my chain swing like Tarzan from a tree limb
It's paper season
Cause this the chief in
Nothing commercial
Puffing purple like perches on the Pacific region
We drinking free Hen
When we up in the club we automatically begin
All the hoes attracted to the cash that we spend
I could fuck around on a rap 'til the end
So fuck a sixteen bars
I'm trying to start a ménage à trois with fifteen brauds
And I'mma hit that pussy hard 'til the bitch see's stars
That's how it is when you living large
I tried to tell 'em

[Chorus]
I-I-I'm a head turner
A b-bread burner
Bitch I'm a head turner
I know you like what you see
Girl, I'm a head turner
A b-bread burner
I bet you wish I bet you wish that you was riding with me
Bitch I'm a head turner
A b-bread burner
Bitch I'm a head turner
I know you like what you see
A yuh-a-yeah yuh-a-yeah yuh-a-yeah yuh-a-yeah yuh-a-yeah yuh-a-yeah