Turn my Headphones Up N*GGA I Can’t Hear Anything lyrics

[Intro]
Yea, Turn my headphones Up
Turn my headphones up, n*gga I can't hear anything
Turn my headphones up, n*gga

[Chorus]
Who the freshest n*gga coming out of New York?
Whip in the coke wit' a bowl and a fork
These [?]
Tried to work just like Samurai Jack
I feel like saint nick, I got dope in my sack
[?] in my hat
My b*tch she got money, her ass is so fat
My b*tch she wearing Louis V, not baby fat
Im in the hood wit a b*tch, wearing baby fat
Plug ain't doin' nothin', I still haven't paid him back
AR-15 and it came with the scope attack
Getting the pus*y, sign it like easy Mac
How that n*gga? Put a trap on his back
We keeping that nifty, shout out to C-Mac
Real n*gga, keep it to C-Mac
I haven't ran off with a hundred bands off of his Mac
f*ck rap, I'm working back in the trap
I haven't ran off with a hundred bands [?] of Dollar Tree
f*cking his b*tch, and she dont even follow me
Louis V on me, hit hard like [?]
Sippin on drink, and you know that isn't never green
Cut a b*tch off, [?] cause she start to bother me
They like 'how the f*ck you could you cheat on Shakira'?
I'm a real n*gga, I probably cheat on Shakira
That b*tch probably annoying as f*ck
Not wearing a chain if it costing a thousand bucks
Balling hard like I playin' for the [?]
[?] about money, I'm not gunna pull up
She gunna f*ck me, as soon as she pull up
Sippin on [?], I can't sit up
I have been have been on the tracks, since I a little boy
All my role models were unemployed
[?] a boy, to a man
I was 15 doing zann
Remember n*ggas selling dope at my mom's house
I Had to shut that down
Came up, in that one bedroom [?] asked around
Flown over this beat like Jay-z did, but I'm extra fresh
I'm like Jay-z if he was [?] Fresh
Talking about fresh, no I do it the best
Real n*gga from the jump and I never told
Rap these rappers [?] tol'
Snoop dog tol', [?] tol'
I'ma sold this in the gunner, even tho he tol'
[?] more than Michael Jackson
Rick Owens jeans, and they saggin'
n*ggas spelt backwards is Saggin
On some Jay-z sh*t, he gunna try me, I'ma stab him
Yo ghost, like a b*tch, she suck my di*k like Danny phantom
Got a lot of drip, but I need more
High as f*ck like [?] and Dumbledore
Slide on my opps like Lord Voldemort
Said I was stop getting high, when I get high more
[?] Christian Dior
Louis V when I'm touching the floor
b*tch broke my heart, it don't work no more
Trap until the scale work no more
Had to work out, when the scale don't work no more