Turnt

[Intro]
Ay, yeah, with the wok
Yeah bitch, automatic stock
Huh, huh, with the wok
Run up on yo block, (Dexy!)

[Hook]
Bitch I'm turnt up with the wok
You know I got a automatic stock
Bitch I'm turnt up with the wok
You know I'm gonna run up on your block

[Verse]
Pussy nigga catch me in the streets
I hunt you like I'm Freddy in the sheets
Blunt down, you a clown, I got time it go right round
I be makin' hella money just 'cuz people play my sound
I be gettin' rich, I be gettin' rich
I'm on my way to the top and yo girlfriend she my bitch
I be gettin' rich, I be gettin' rich
I'm on my way to the top and I got diamonds on my wrist
Promethazine, I got designer jeans
True religion jeans, my bitch don't pop no beans
I got a 30 clip, that bitch she hit a lick
She suckin' on my dick, but only on the tip

[Hook]
Bitch I'm turnt up with the wok
You know I got a automatic stock
Bitch I'm turnt up with the wok
You know I'm gonna run up on your block

[Verse]
I got VVS on me blingin'
My phone be on hella fuckin' ringing
Diamonds on me wet, like yo sweetie
That bitch suck my dick like it's needy
Bitches let me know, on the gram and you a hoe
I get beats for the low, why yo momma paying more
Bitches let me know, on the gram, you a hoe
I get beats for the low, yeah my dick up in her throat
I never spend a check on a motherfucking hoe
That shit be hella weak, it ain't even fucking dro
That bitch she suck my dick, I ain't got time go through the door
I bought two pints of wok and now she tell me when I pour

[Hook]
Bitch I'm turnt up with the wok
You know I got a automatic stock
Bitch I'm turnt up with the wok
You know I'm gonna run up on your block