I come through the door, I walk through the door, I turn up for real (I turn up for real) I´m clean in the snow, hoppin´ down on yo´ ho and you know how that is
Gotta pour me a four for to clean out my grill You catch up, you can have me, she found me for real Run it up, I been havin´, I count up for real That´s a Audi, this Hemi mount up in the clear (Mount up)
Yeah, bitch want me to turn her on to my swag (My swag) Poppin´ these seals, and I´m poppin´ these tags Popped at that nigga, I popped his ho Shoot at them niggas, and pullin´ off fast Know that I put a new tag on his toe Know that I´ll buy a new bag for the ho Know that I´ll buy a new Jag´ on the road Know that I´ll buy PT for my bros Whole PT, drink all night long Geek, not sleep don´t call my phone
Tell that ho, "Leave me ´lone" She stick on my side if I´m right or wrong She´ll never leave me, ohh They know that I turn up, I turn up I walk in, you know I´m the freshest, been hustlin´ from sundown to the sun up Know these niggas gon´ die, they tried pressin´, no interview, no I do not do no press With that money, been liftin´, look like I been pressin´ I´m likin´ her figure I love her complexion You know that I dig it, I say that she sexy
Yeah, bad bitch, young, wild, with long hair (With long hair) Go dumb on that hoe, I turn up on that ho I go buy and put VVS stones on that ho I might Wrangler the Jeep, take Maybach to the store
I keep factory on, with Forgiato They lookin´ for YoungBoy like "Where´s Waldo?"
I come through the door, I walk through the door, I turn up for real (I turn up for real) I´m clean in the snow, hoppin´ down on yo´ ho and you know how that is Gotta pour me a four for to clean out my grill You catch up, you can have me, she found me for real Run it up, I been havin´, I count up for real That´s a Audi, this Hemi mount up in the clear
I get her whenever I want her She know for a fact that I´m on her They play and I´m leavin´ shit dead on the corner At your house, up in traffic, where ever they catch you lil´ nigga
Youngin´ up the Glizzy tryna bone ´em Tryna fuck her it´s fuck you lil´ nigga Know we tryn´ put you up with your niggas Shoot your body, and knock out your liver
Yeah, bad bitch, young, wild, with long hair (With long hair) Go dumb on that hoe, I turn up on that ho I go buy and put VVS stones on that ho I might Wrangler the Jeep, take Maybach to the store I keep factory on, with Forgiato They lookin´ for YoungBoy like "Where´s Waldo?"
I come through the door, I walk through the door, I turn up for real (I turn up for real) I´m clean in the snow, hoppin´ down on yo´ hoe and you know how that is
Gotta pour me a four for to clean out my grill You catch up, you can have me, she found me for real Run it up, I been havin´, I count up for real That´s a Audi, this Hemi mount up in the clear