Young N Turnt lyrics

Do em bad, that’s all I tell them, bad b*tches, got several, aye
Hit the gas and smash the pedal and I’m on another level, aye
They say baby this Benz, you can’t smoke, you f*cking up my leather
Don’t play with that cash, you go ghost, I turn into the devil
Play b*tch you know better, I get dirty bout that cheddar, aye
How the f*ck these diamonds cold, and it’s hot as a desert, aye
He tried to run, I nail em aye, then we go celebrate, aye
n*ggas ain’t even eat much, got a cocaine smelling plate, aye
These n*ggas fish don’t need no bait, swing that stick like I run base, aye
I f*cked first night, ain’t gotta date, knock sh*t down like I’m a crate, aye
A different breed and I can [?], I’m super solid, n*ggas fake, aye
She want a real n*gga, solid I stand still n*gga
These n*ggas talking on pillars, get the drop go get em, aye
Football I’m in that field n*gga, I let that Yop’ stick deal with ‘em, aye
I’m solid I can’t break the code I won’t ever fold, aye
n*gga play and imma tweak fasho, that glick all in my shows, aye
Big boss and you know fasho, that’s just what’s goin on, aye
I popped out a couple racks and she popped off her thong, aye
He found out I f*cked his b*tch and he cut off my song, aye
Ain’t bought me a game at all cause I just don’t play, aye
I’m young and turnt fasho and I’m just letting you know, aye
Ain’t have me no silver spoon this sh*t came off the floor, aye
Ain’t even have my own room, I slept right next to bro, aye
Deep in that field like the cult, I got that stick right in my coat, aye
I’m young and turnt fasho and I’m just letting you know, aye
Ain’t have me no silver spoon this sh*t came off the floor, aye
Ain’t even have my own room, I slept right next to bro, aye
Deep in that field just like a cult, stick in my coat so don’t play, aye
Keep it playa pushing P, and I f*ck with Gunna, aye
Spint back on his block bout 4 times, I f*ck with Stunna, aye
And I’m deep up out that jungle aye, n*ggas sweet like funnel cake, aye
I’ll give a f*ck bout a b*tch, long as my momma straight, aye
Had to send one up, was in a chase, I got away, aye
Teven coming home fasho, he beat the feds today, aye
Think you can cross out the mob sh*t cost you gotta pay, aye
I got a switch up on the Glock, got hit one time, shot twenty-eight, aye
f*ck around and sell a b*tch before I sell this Drac, aye
Be in the hood just like everyday, and I’m super straight, aye
n*gga play he gon catch .762s to his face, aye
Got a switch up on this stick too, no way he getting away, aye