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Turkey Bags
by Curtis Freeman
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Chophouze on the track
You know (Yeah)
800 shit
Alley God, nigga
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm sellin' turkey bags, fifteen hundred a piece, yeah
Money make a ho move fast, bitch, better beat your feet
Yellow tape, mama them sad, soon as we hit your street
Niggas throwin' up white flags, niggas don't want no beef
Yeah, I'm sellin' turkey bags, fifteen hundred a piece, yeah
Money make a ho move fast, bitch, better beat your feet
Yellow tape, mama them sad, soon as we hit your street
Niggas throwin' up white flags, niggas don't want no beef
[Verse 1]
Yeah, state cheese, project living
I was sellin' dope on Thanksgiving
We was robbin', takin' for a living
Body for a body, we gon' flip it
800 nigga want murder
Zone 6 robbin', we ain't serving
Chopper swiss cheese, no burgers
BeBe came home for a murder
You was studyin', we was selling crack
Strippin' pockets, pull him in the back
Same niggas serve you a sack
Some will cross him out for a stack
From the hood, niggas ain't shit
Cutthroat, cross you for a bitch
Shiesty, watch him, he ain't it
Heartless, tryna get rich
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm sellin' turkey bags, fifteen hundred a piece, yeah
Money make a ho move fast, bitch, better beat your feet
Yellow tape, mama them sad, soon as we hit your street
Niggas throwin' up white flags, niggas don't want no beef
Yeah, I'm sellin' turkey bags, fifteen hundred a piece, yeah
Money make a ho move fast, bitch, better beat your feet
Yellow tape, mama them sad, soon as we hit your street
Niggas throwin' up white flags, niggas don't want no beef
[Verse 2]
Chopper rounds split his back open
Fuck 12, the trap back open
Jackin' season, yeah I'm back smoking
This stick'll make a movie, slow motion
Murder rate higher than a bitch
They like fuck the money, killin' 'bout a bitch
That's three bricks all counterfeit
That's ten rappers all counterfeit
I'm selling turkey bags for cheap
She sellin' that little ass for cheap
This conversation gon' cost you a fee
That phone ain't ringin', then beat your feet
Hit my lil' killing partner, where we at?
Alley Boy, he ain't learned yet
Well bitch, you ain't got a perm yet
By Instagram Live, they upset
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm sellin' turkey bags, fifteen hundred a piece, yeah
Money make a ho move fast, bitch, better beat your feet
Yellow tape, mama them sad, soon as we hit your street
Niggas throwin' up white flags, niggas don't want no beef
Yeah, I'm sellin' turkey bags, fifteen hundred a piece, yeah
Money make a ho move fast, bitch, better beat your feet
Yellow tape, mama them sad, soon as we hit your street
Niggas throwin' up white flags, niggas don't want no beef
Chophouze on the track
You know (Yeah)
800 shit
Alley God, nigga
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm sellin' turkey bags, fifteen hundred a piece, yeah
Money make a ho move fast, bitch, better beat your feet
Yellow tape, mama them sad, soon as we hit your street
Niggas throwin' up white flags, niggas don't want no beef
Yeah, I'm sellin' turkey bags, fifteen hundred a piece, yeah
Money make a ho move fast, bitch, better beat your feet
Yellow tape, mama them sad, soon as we hit your street
Niggas throwin' up white flags, niggas don't want no beef
[Verse 1]
Yeah, state cheese, project living
I was sellin' dope on Thanksgiving
We was robbin', takin' for a living
Body for a body, we gon' flip it
800 nigga want murder
Zone 6 robbin', we ain't serving
Chopper swiss cheese, no burgers
BeBe came home for a murder
You was studyin', we was selling crack
Strippin' pockets, pull him in the back
Same niggas serve you a sack
Some will cross him out for a stack
From the hood, niggas ain't shit
Cutthroat, cross you for a bitch
Shiesty, watch him, he ain't it
Heartless, tryna get rich
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm sellin' turkey bags, fifteen hundred a piece, yeah
Money make a ho move fast, bitch, better beat your feet
Yellow tape, mama them sad, soon as we hit your street
Niggas throwin' up white flags, niggas don't want no beef
Yeah, I'm sellin' turkey bags, fifteen hundred a piece, yeah
Money make a ho move fast, bitch, better beat your feet
Yellow tape, mama them sad, soon as we hit your street
Niggas throwin' up white flags, niggas don't want no beef
[Verse 2]
Chopper rounds split his back open
Fuck 12, the trap back open
Jackin' season, yeah I'm back smoking
This stick'll make a movie, slow motion
Murder rate higher than a bitch
They like fuck the money, killin' 'bout a bitch
That's three bricks all counterfeit
That's ten rappers all counterfeit
I'm selling turkey bags for cheap
She sellin' that little ass for cheap
This conversation gon' cost you a fee
That phone ain't ringin', then beat your feet
Hit my lil' killing partner, where we at?
Alley Boy, he ain't learned yet
Well bitch, you ain't got a perm yet
By Instagram Live, they upset
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm sellin' turkey bags, fifteen hundred a piece, yeah
Money make a ho move fast, bitch, better beat your feet
Yellow tape, mama them sad, soon as we hit your street
Niggas throwin' up white flags, niggas don't want no beef
Yeah, I'm sellin' turkey bags, fifteen hundred a piece, yeah
Money make a ho move fast, bitch, better beat your feet
Yellow tape, mama them sad, soon as we hit your street
Niggas throwin' up white flags, niggas don't want no beef
