My Turn

Smoking this shit by the ounce

Money keep coming in

We ain worried

Chorus
I'm on fire I'm a hot boy
Nigga you'll burn
Imma swap the Chevy out it was white i paint it orange
I stayed down grind yea
Now its my turn
In the back got them pounds
Gotta watch out how I turn
If this shit ain bout my round
Then this shit ain't my concern
Man these bitches hard headed
When the fuck Is they gone learn
You a pussy ass nigga dont even take care of your children
Imma put the money up my grandma old her heart hurting

Verse 1

Codiene and kush till my fucken heart burn
Broad status holding on
Zone 6 nigga that's my zone
I got 2 cups styrofoam
Tell them folks to go on on
Gotta stack a brand new hundred thicker than a hair and bone
Gucci shot they ain even in stock
Let off shot letting off shots
Can't even come my block
Young nigga first to pop
Young nigga serve that drop
Young nigga swerve that drop
(hol up aye)
I knew them were some 4s but you said them were some 6s
Im balling on them hoes like i'm playin for the pistons
Fuck a hater 2 middle fingers
Playing both sides you a trader
Loui v up under aviators
All black like terminator
Young nigga getting old paper
Hell nahh ain no favor

Chorus
I'm on fire I'm a hot boy
Nigga you'll burn
Imma swap the Chevy out it was white i paint it orange
I stayed down grind yea
Now its my turn
In the back got them pounds
Gotta watch out how I turn
If this shit ain bout my round
Then this shit ain't my concern
Man these bitches hard headed
When the fuck Is they gone learn
You a pussy ass nigga dont even take care of your children
Imma put the money up my grandma old her heart hurting

Verse 2

(yea yea yea yea)
I grind hard for my family
I get on bars and ain rambling
A lot to handle but I manage it
Million dollar strategy
Designer fabric advocate
100 round drum and it on the bottom of the stick
I don't promote no violence
But nigga if i have some conflict
Getting money my specialty
Free t teck and talor g
Got racks all in my legacy
Fuck nigga can't step to me
Whippin up in the kitchen
Shawty gotta fool recipe
My wrist it doing numbers
Chain on my neck like it changing colors

Chorus
I'm on fire I'm a hot boy
Nigga you'll burn
Imma swap the Chevy out it was white i paint it orange
I stayed down grind yea
Now its my turn
In the back got them pounds
Gotta watch out how I turn
If this shit ain bout my round
Then this shit ain't my concern
Man these bitches hard headed
When the fuck Is they gone learn
You a pussy ass nigga dont even take care of your children
Imma put the money up my grandma old her heart hurting