Timmy Turner

[Intro]
Yeah, ayy
Ayy ([?][0:51])
Timmy Turner (Glaow), know I keep a burner (Baow, glaow, baow)
Timmy Turner (Yeah), you know I keep a burner, mhm

[Chorus]
Ayy, thigh pads on me, I ain't play football in a while
Just popped a Perc' 10, I ain't puttin' my hands on no child
I can say I'm proud, I been lettin' this money pile
Lil' shawty said she love me, I give her good dick, and she smile (Ayy, yuh, ugh, ugh, ugh)
Remember scrapin' pennies, now we makin' plenty, bitch
I love to see my niggas eat, it ain't no hatin' in me (It ain't no—, ayy, yuh, yuh)
Wrecked my first car in a month, drove that bitch like it was a Hemi (Ayy, skrrt, ayy, skrrt, ayy)
I can take a good girl and turn her out like I'm Timmy, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse]
I'm in thе booth with a Glock 9, but I ain't from the O
Could've been made ya bitch minе, but I don't wantcha ho, ayy
And I ain't buy this bitch to show it, I bought this bitch to blow it (Ayy, glaow, baow, yeah,yeah)
Yeah, come work for the gang, I heard you unemployed
I told lil' bruh to chill, he spinnin' like a ceiling fan (Ayy, phew, phew, phew)
None of you niggas fed me, I'll bite one of you niggas' hands (Ayy, err, yeah, yeah) like I'm a zombie (Ayy)
Steppin' in some Burberry (Ooh, ayy), this ain't Abercrombie (Ayy, ayy, yeah)
When shit start gettin' real, that nigga cryin' out to mommy
I ain't gon' lie, for all these racks, I broke my back (Ayy, yeah, I broke my back)
So when these nigga tryna take it, he gon' get whacked (Ayy, glaow, baow, baow)
My dawgs be trippin', all they know is to attack
Big toolie on me, these niggas know I never lack, ayy (I ain't lackin', come on, man)
I just turned a ten-ball, took twenty out, and doubled up (Ayy)
Dumb bitch keep dislikin' my shit 'cause I don't fuck with her (Ayy, ayy, fuck that ho)
Bae, don't mind me leanin', it be lean up in my double cup
First, I couldn't stay out of trouble, now I pour my troubles up (Yeah, ayy)
No cap, you niggas know we smoke the gas, we don't smoke no bap
And yeah, I rhyme, when it come to beef, just know we don't rap (We don't talk, nigga)
You niggas lie in all y'all songs, y'all don't trap
They don't know when I'm droppin', they just know I'm gon' snap (Yeah)

[Chorus]
Ayy, thigh pads on me, I ain't play football in a while
Just popped a Perc' 10, I ain't puttin' my hands on no child
I can say I'm proud, I been lettin' this money pile
Lil' shawty said she love me, I give her good dick, and she smile (Ayy, yuh, ugh, ugh, ugh)
Remember scrapin' pennies, now we makin' plenty, bitch
I love to see my niggas eat, it ain't no hatin' in me (It ain't no—, ayy, yuh, yuh)
Wrecked my first car in a month, drove that bitch like it was a Hemi (Ayy, skrrt, ayy, skrrt, ayy)
I can take a good girl and turn her out like I'm Timmy, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Outro]
Steppin' in some Burberry, this ain't Abercrombie
I'll bite one of you niggas' hands like I'm a zombie, nigga
I'll bite one of you niggas' hands, none of you niggas fed me
Hmm, ayy
Gang shit, ayy
Pull up on me, ayy, he gon' get his brain split
Yeah, ayy
Ayy, you already know