Okay I’m Turnt (Freestyle) lyrics

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XXXTENTACION


[Intro: ATOM Petrify]
Cause Chaos b*tch
(Greeno)
RIP to Prince X, mehn
Long live Jah

[Hook: XXXTENTACION]
Okay, I'm turnt
At the party, f*ck 'round, pus*y boy, and you get burnt
Actin' up, you actin' buff, you f*ck 'round, you get murked
These n*ggas b*tches, mm, I get it
Sauce, b*tch, I'm with it, uh, I get it
Shots at your fitted (Ayy), mm, I did it
Yuh, I did it, yuh, I did it
n*ggas askin' where I get my drip at
Told a n*gga throw a backpack, n*gga, back-back, hmm
Asking for the money, where your racks at?
If you ain't my brother, told a f*ck n*gga "Hush that", uh
Cartier, Cartier, throwing shade, uh
Asian b*tch really like to crochet, uh
And my wrist never like throwing shade, uh
Came to the crib off of Kool-Aid, ayy

[Verse 1: ATOM Petrify]
Okay, i'm turnt
I don't give a f*ck it's not my turn
Just get into the game make them burn
Yeah, i'm thе king, i'm the don
When i'm done, y'all gonna adorn
Roast y'all likе a corn
I ain't gonna stop to be on top - i ain't gonna flop
I'm gonna play that ball as i lob
I'm gonna f*ck that b*tch even though i'm not her love
Wash on a n*gga like a Alum
Arrow on me, Iron on me pull up in the way if he wanna try me
Don't sleep on me, are you dumb?, pus*y boy
n*gga take you to the dump
Where you from?, as i stomp and storm

[Hook: XXXTENTACION]
Okay, I'm turnt
At the party, f*ck 'round, pus*y boy, and you get burnt
Actin' up, you actin' buff, you f*ck 'round, you get murked
These n*ggas b*tches, mm, I get it
Sauce, b*tch, I'm with it, uh, I get it
Shots at your fitted (Ayy), mm, I did it
Yuh, I did it, yuh, I did it
n*ggas askin' where I get my drip at
Told a n*gga throw a backpack, n*gga, back-back, hmm
Asking for the money, where your racks at?
If you ain't my brother, told a f*ck n*gga "Hush that", uh
Cartier, Cartier, throwing shade, uh
Asian b*tch really like to crochet, uh
And my wrist never like throwing shade, uh
Came to the crib off of Kool-Aid, ayy
[Outro: ATOM Petrify]
Huhn, okay ayy
What this b*tch n*gga say?
His rap so dry like he got a AID
I think he needs a aid
I think a Dog just bite him maybe he got a Rabis
I ain't gonna stop - i ain't gonna stop this
I'm gonna type him out, call me a typist
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