Turnt lyrics

[Intro]
Mm
Haha, ayy, ayy, yeah
Big SCY sh*t, ya know what I'm saying? (Gang sh*t, f*ck a n*gga)
Big T2T sh*t, n*ggas know I'm trained to trap, n*gga knowing what it is

[Chorus]
Youngin turnt up out this b*tch, n*gga come around playing, he gon' get burned up out this b*tch (Glaow, ayy, baow, glaow, glaow)
I'll kill a rat, I pray my brothers never snitch (I'll kill a rat and that's on gang)
One hand on that steering wheel, the other one on that blick (Fire)
n*gga backwards, get some money before you try to drop a diss

[Verse]
Know I keep a cutta, n*gga, watch how you approach
I pray a n*gga never snake me 'cause I'll have to cut his throat
If I call you gang, then you my brother, treat you like my folk (On gang)
Do whatever for my n*ggas, slang that iron, lie under oath, uh
All-black like a crow or some', I'm fly as a pelican (Whew, whew, whew)
If it ain't 'bout money, sex, and drugs, that sh*t irrelevant
Wait 'til I kick the door down, n*gga, I'ma let them steppers in (I'ma let them members in)
I don't care who don't like me, I'm more turnt than I ever been (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Bigger bag, b*tch, we finna need a bigger safe
These n*ggas hoes, I'll say that to a n*gga face
Let him play, I got this big pistol on my waist (Glaow, baow, baow, baow)
Huh? He outta line, we put a b*tch n*gga in his place (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ayy, this sh*t factual (Huh?)
I still tote that ratchet, I don't care if I'm dressed in casual
The plug number too high, we hit his ass 'cause I ain't taxable (Ayy, gimme that sh*t)
n*ggas pure pus*y, y'all jokes, so impractical (Ayy, ahahaha)
b*tch, we grew up hitting licks (Huh?), running 'round tryna take sh*t
I don't trust nan' n*gga, I can't stand a fake b*tch
Let a n*gga run up wrong, he gon' get his face hit (Hoo, hoo, glaow, baow)
n*ggas outchea switching sides, gotta make it make sense (Come on, man)
When you bleed just like I bleed, brand-new Glock, it came fully (Frr, glrr, frr, bah, glaow)
This ain't Matrix, you can't dodge these bullets, you can't dodge these bullets
I got big gas in my 'Woods, I'm getting higher every time I pull it
I hope the Lord forgive me, I be doing sh*t I know I shouldn't
[Chorus]
Youngin turnt up out this b*tch, n*gga come around playing, he gon' get burned up out this b*tch (Glaow, ayy, baow, glaow, glaow)
I'll kill a rat, I pray my brothers never snitch (I'll kill a rat and that's on gang)
One hand on that steering wheel, the other one on that blick (Fire)
n*gga backwards, get some money before you try to drop a diss

[Outro]
You n*ggas pus*y, n*gga, on gang
Yeah, n*gga, you know I'm saying? f*ck a n*gga, you know I'm saying?
n*gga don't want no smoke, you know I'm saying? These n*ggas be hoes, these n*ggas be b*tches, you know I'm saying?
I'm fresh out, n*gga, I'm back, n*gga, f*ck a n*gga, yeah