TTU

Yep It's Dirty Datnigahdirty Let work Huh What what what I'm so gone I'm so gone Bitch I'm too turnt up Bitch I'm so faded so faded I'm too turned up Thank god I made it It's crazy I'm too turned up for real Huh huh I'm so gone I'm so gone Bitch I'm too turned up Bitch I'm so faded so faded I'm too turned up Thank god I made it It's crazy I'm too turned up for real What what what Huh Bad lil bitch She throwing it back Man knowing me I be blowing my pack Man knowing me I be beating her back I beat it I beat it I beat it I beat it If you talking about this gwop Hell yeah money Man you know that I need it I'm drunk as f*ck Off a fifth of that duse It ain't no goose But it's getting me loose I drink shit straight Don't need no juice My shit one hundred Don't need no proof That lil bitch a thotty That bitch ran through Imma do me I don't know about you Trying to cop a new foreign Trying to cop a new coupe Have it all red Something like SooWoo Got a big truck For my nigahs thats loaded up With them nigahs That's ready to shoot My nigahs they steppas for real They step in new balance My nigahs Ain't stepping in boots My nigah you claiming you real You claiming you solid My nigah but where Is the proof I mean you claiming you real You steady be lying My nigah just tell me the truth For real Huh I'm so throwed I'm so throwed Nigga I'm too turned up On God I'm wasted I'm wasted Like Gucci bruh Thank God I made it I made it I'm too turned up Huh What huh I'm so throwed I'm so throwed Nigga I'm too turned up On God I'm wasted I'm wasted Like Gucci bruh Thank God I made it I made it I'm too turned up Huh No gunna I'm out of sight I'm out of mind Shot of the casa Shot of the henny And some cut water No I ain't fine Think I was better Sipping the wok High as f*ck off of a line Moving too fast Heartbeat racing Feel like Wayne Feel like dying Keep killing flows And I ain't even trying Long live k-swift Yeah I feel like sliding If it's my business you know that I mind it We ain't the clipse But nigga we grinding Watch on wrist And it's perfect timing Looking too hard But you can't find it Cooking shit like a chef At the top of the line You gotta get yours Cause imma get mine Huh Huh I'm so gone I'm so gone Bitch I'm too turned up Bitch I'm so faded so faded I'm too turned up Thank god my made it It's crazy I'm too turned up for real What Huh I'm so throwed I'm so throwed Nigga I'm too turned up On God I'm wasted I'm wasted Like Gucci bruh Thank God I made it I made it I'm too turned up Huh Ohhh Uhhh uhhh Uhhh Uhhh Uhhh Uhhh Uhhh Oh We're back in our zone (Yeah we back) (Back in our zone) Still the king of our thrones (Still we the king) (Of our thrones) Forty four yeah we on (Fourty four zero six yeah we on) What we got yeah we own (What we got) (Yeah yeah we on what) Wipe us down (Wipe up wipe up us down)(What) Sauce us up (Sauce sauce sauce sauce) (Sauce-in up what) Wherever we go (Wherever wherever we go) We too turned up