Turn It Down
StrapGang AB
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Ayy, turn it up real quick Yop Lorenz, don't stop Free gang Come on Boy, don't throw that hand up when you with me Better turn it down Bro told me turn the city up, so I ain't turning down Bitch, I don't wanna f*ck you from the front Bitch, turn around Bitch, throw it back Know your ass fat Now you gotta leave your Uber money on your cash app First day off the box, I'm out here trippin' in a scat pack I'm searchin' for the opps they been put up Where y'all ass at You the type to get the news, y'all mans died and hit the Stu I'm the type to get some head and slide while I'm gettin' blew I'm sick, I'm out in traffic with them stick the rails behind me I'm trippin' off this lean, it got me walkin' like a zombie She, see, I got my chain on, that's why she tryna do that Yo man's name on the gravestone, cause his dumb ass ain't shoot back My whole gang tweaking this summer We caught like two hats, You can't name one time that y'all slid and we ain't threw back When we bent, man yall niggas scattered like some roaches With my new bitch, my ex called, she be fucking up my motion Now I'm pissed cause this dumb bitch had fucked my motion up Smacked the shit up out my head He said he finna sober up Upped some dog shit, my opp pissed Cause them niggas broke as f*ck Why they tryna squash the beef Because them niggas know what's up Real tweaker gang, call my phone when they say it's up I'm front line in this shit When it's beef, I see what that's about We catch him out of traffic, shoot the whip until he crash out High as hell from smoking yo mans, got me finna fuckin' pass out I'm in Memphis, tryna punch on shit like I'm Ja Last nigga smokin' Melo , sent this stupid ass to God I'm in the crib, tryna get my dick sucked, playin' cod It ain't safe for niggas Come over here, this shit like war zone I know my opp sick as f*ck, cause them niggas gettin' scored on Any nigga try to play, bro gon' hit you with that blick Teezy trippin' in the party, he on tips up in this bitch Send yo lo I'm gon' push up, nigga what you tryna do Nigga said he smokin' what Nigga huh, Nigga who You ain't even got enough money Everything you smoke is poo And I heard bro beat your ass, then he took off with your shoe Boy, you think that you be tweaking, cause you got that fuckin' sheisty on Caught him out, we flicked him up, told that pussy nigga strike a pose You be playin' all my music, nigga what the f*ck, you don't like me for And it better not be a bitch, cause I don't even really like the hoe I fucked a bitch once and left her alone, cause I'm a ass hole I hit a Houston bitch and sent her ass home, just like the Astros Niggas broke, then the bitch ain't got no cash flow And I damn near thought your mans be my ass, because this gas strong Nigga, smokin' on that dead ass, nigga you know the f*ck I'm on Long live Melo long live John, bitch Yop, 417 shit Mm-hmm Lorenz, don't stop
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