Turnin Over

(альбом: RnB (Real Nigga Bangaz) - 2014)

[PnB Rock:]
Turning over on you fuckboys
Fuck bitches too

[PnB Chizz:]
Last year I was hanging round anybody
This year won't be 'round anybody
They be shooting in the crowd hitting any bodies
Them boys don't want no work, they don't want any bodies
Last year I was hanging round anybody
This year won't be 'round anybody
They be shooting in the crowd hitting any bodies
Them boys don't want no work, they don't want any bodies
I'm turning over, turning over
Last year I was with it, now I'm turning over
Turning over, I'm turning over
Last year I was with it, now I'm turning over

[PnB Rock:]
In the kitchen whipping yola, mix it with the soda
Bitch I'm gone, smoking strong, you can smell the odor
Nigga really think he Tony, bitch I think I'm Sosa
Hating niggas, hating bitches, got me turning over
I done smoked so much dope today
A nigga can't even think straight
And I done chopped so many O's today
I'm feeling like a fucking sensei
Niggas' vibes telling me they been fake
Niggas' eyes telling me they been snake
They be the same niggas screaming they your dog
But they'll kill your ass for less than 10K
'Cause these niggas ain't shit and these hoes ain't neither
Only bitch I love is my best friend Nina
'Cause she never did me wrong and she always held me down
Nigga act crazy, she gon' RIP 'em
Jaws ask me why I trap shit, I say 'cause
It give me clothes, give me hoes, and it give me buzz
They ain't my family, but these fiends, shit they show me love
The life of a trapstar, I'ma live it up

[PnB Chizz:]
Last year I was hanging round anybody
This year won't be 'round anybody
They be shooting in the crowd hitting any bodies
Them boys don't want no work, they don't want any bodies
Last year I was hanging round anybody
This year won't be 'round anybody
They be shooting in the crowd hitting any bodies
Them boys don't want no work, they don't want any bodies
I'm turning over, turning over
Last year I was with it, now I'm turning over
Turning over, I'm turning over
Last year I was with it, now I'm turning over

Them boys don't want no bodies at all
My twenty-two hold ten and ten, boy you better step off
No I ain't the ref, so get me stressed, I let this TEC off
Only one thing left to do nigga, that's ball
These fake friends bad for business
I'ma start collecting rent from these tenants
Other side the pillow is always cooler
I'm turning over on all of you niggas
Only stay around to be in my business
Want to know every word in my sentence
Listen when it's war time a lot of bulls die
I'm dropping bombs 'til all of you finished
Don't pay your rent, where you gon' stay?
And you turn up like all the way
Every day, every day
You tryna find a new fee
When I run shit they boom-by-yay
If you run shit don't come my way
Shit the boy to boy time 'bout to go
You ain't know, shit they call me Bobby Bouchet

Last year I was hanging round anybody
This year won't be 'round anybody
They be shooting in the crowd hitting any bodies
Them boys don't want no work, they don't want any bodies
Last year I was hanging round anybody
This year won't be 'round anybody
They be shooting in the crowd hitting any bodies
Them boys don't want no work, they don't want any bodies
I'm turning over, turning over
Last year I was with it, now I'm turning over
Turning over, I'm turning over
Last year I was with it, now I'm turning over