Ghetto Turnarounds lyrics

[Intro: Unkle D Money]
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[Verse 1: Unkle D Money]
Turnaround for some fast money, now they big mad
Throw a surprise party, put a clown in a trick bag
n*ggas di*k suckin' while I'm breakin' down a big bag
Blowin' hibachi, thumbin' through the pape' with my rich friends
Let's hit the bar, have a money fight, and see who really winnin'
Them bands can't fit up in Amiris, I'ma di*kie 'fit it
Blip hangin' on my neck, phone pocket got a fifty in it
f*ck around and brought a bra for the chopper, that b*tch got titties in it

[Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG]
2020 wide body with the big engines
Step on the dope and triple up twice, I be kick flippin'
Bought this Glock to take somethin' up top, ain't take pictures with it
I'm finna sift a thousand grams, I need a big blender
Ayy, I'm in my Lucci bag
Why? 'Cause I keep the FN and I'll do you bad
D Money just showed me a lil' trick, now I can do the scams
But that ain't all a n*gga do, I still can move the grams

[Verse 3: Unkle D Money]
Ayy, Ri', I was crankin' out in Burt and Beecher too
Fenton Road sellin' packs with the needles too
sh*t crazy, I probably counted thirty 'fore I seen a blue
Catch a n*gga danglin' that 'Cat and let a Demon loose
I call my n*gga Freaky Bishop 'cause he keep some juice
Sold a pint while watchin' South Central, I had to keep a deuce
These n*ggas cappin' in they songs, they don't speak the truth
You ain't really tied in with gang, we don't beef with you
[Verse 4: Louie Ray]
Bro, I don't even know what we lost 'cause I had ran from the raid
Just because I was performing, threw a band on the stage
Sold a zip of Hi for twenty-two five, was in shape
I'm tryna win, but keep throwin' n*ggas deals like I'm straight

[Verse 5: Rio Da Yung OG]
D Money say he on Fenton sellin' needles
I'm on Grand River sellin' fake dope to rich people
Six of Wock' in one pop, this b*tch bite like mosquitos
Cut it out with all that hittin' the road talk, we don't believe you

[Verse 6: Louie Ray]
New machine, tryna see how many pills it'll make
New machine got me workin' overtime when I spray
I be trappin', bro, I'm workin' overtime every day
I be in the rearview mirrors whole time every play

[Verse 7: Unkle D Money]
Really only want the green, I'm from Grove Street
Big trip, but only punch a Lyft if them hoes weak
Good pus*y, but I won't let her suck it, she got bold teeth
Sick I gotta line my n*gga up 'cause he owe me
I heard he up dog sh*t and ain't throw me
Quick to rob him, but like Vezz, I been feelin' like the old me
b*tch don't wanna drive, I pay the bus just like Stoney
Threw a kid in the club while n*ggas savin' for a Rollie
[Verse 8: Rio Da Yung OG]
Hit a n*gga 'cross his head for his Rollie
Get a nine, do my dance a couple times, that's a whole key
I can drink six pints by myself 'cause I don't smoke weed
I heard he got a whole pint of red, don't let Smoke leave
I can't believe these n*ggas still thinkin' twenty money
Yesterday I bought an eight of Wock', gave him twenty hundreds
Did that ten times in one month, so really twenty nothin'
I can drop six n*ggas in thirty seconds, got a fully on me

[Verse 9: Louie Ray]
Make an hour sound good like, "Bro, I'm fifty out the way"
Made the twenty sales wait and got the fifties out the way
I'm a Perc-10 popper 'cause the 30s make me shake
Threw a party last week and that b*tch ended yesterday
Got so many hoes, ain't gotta f*ck the ones from yesterday
Before I drop Wraith, I gotta get get the Cuddy out the way
Before an M, I gotta stack a couple hundred anyway
Never seen it done? Well, watch how we is finna demonstrate