Y&T 2
(专辑: Young & Turnt, Vol. 2 - 2020)
I
got that white shit on too, bitch (Y'all know what the
fuck that is) By now y'all know what the
fuck I'm talking 'bout (Ya dig) Yeah, young turnt nigga, bitch, the
movement All these bitches do is gossip (That's all) Fuck finding love where them blocks at Ho tellin me I'm toxic, she done fucked a
ho, what projects? See a
buss down by a
nigga on my way to Avianne Took a
ho to Tiffany's, she ain't ever been off Connors I
got niggas locked in Adrian, still talk shit like Browner I
see a
bad bitch and I
want her, either I'm prolly fucking or I'm gone Yeah, this coat by Saint Laurent, can't say I
ain't the
one Make my bitch suck dick for hours and she swear I
hate to cum Might call my bro, like, "Make your jump" Bitch had my paper, I
hate to front Got places for dinner, got places for lunch She love a
nigga but hate to stunt I'm young and turnt, can't make this up My bitches all bad, talking eights and up Tell 'em, "Knock her off," won't say for what Two hunnid, the
jury, no safe for us I'm safe enough, put me in the
game, I'm lacing up No, I
lace enough, dawg, I'm raising mutts, paws My niggas all hating, shit, it's not the
same, it's different Cost forty-five plane, not to mention 'Nother twenty-five bucks on the
right wrist Told a
ho, I
wanna fuck, I
don't like kissing Big face, presidents, I
don't like niggas (Ayy) Said a
bitch freaky and I
know it Look at my wrist, I'm glowing Big face go as I
point Don't even gotta tell me, I'm knowing She going, she going, she going, she gone I'm young and turnt on my own Can't wait 'til my brother get home I'm young and turnt in this bitch All my niggas lit Ayy, what you would do for a
tip? Ho, it don't even matter, I'm rich Prolly fuck my brother, my cousin Got niggas still texting they love you For the
night, baby, fuck your nigga Porsche white, blue, fuck it, nigga, I'm sipping For the
ATL, I'm cripping For the
nineteen it don't really make a
difference And keep it real, I
don't really like mentions Most niggas snitching, tip 'em (Rats) Fuck nigga, just keep your distance Lamb' truck, hell nah, I
don't eat out Double Cs on my bitch when her feet out Big Bs all over the
treehouse Said a
bitch freaky and I
know it Look at my wrist, I'm glowing Big face go as I
point Don't even gotta tell me, I'm knowing She going, she going, she going, she gone I'm young and turnt on my own Can't wait 'til my brother get home I'm young and turnt in this bitch All my niggas lit