lirik lagu b lovee - turnt
[intro, b lovee]
glahh
glahh glahh
look
f~ck all the opps we gon’
first think its sweet, we gon’ tweak at his hat
feds on our ass but we makin’ it~
look
[hook, b lovee]
f~ck all the opps, spin the front n’ the back
if we catch a opp lackin’ we cl!ck at his hat
fed’s on our ass but we makin’ it tact’
i’m bussin’, i’m geekin’, i can not relax
you lovin’ that thot, but we hit her in the trap
if he throw up oy then he meetin’ his dead’
i’ma tweak on a b~tch if she droppin’ the set
pour a duece in a faygo, i sip for the stress
if he movin’ wocky then i’m bound to react
bullets beat on his chest and then come out his back
who lookin’ for me? they know where i’m at
he come through my way, put the beam on his chest
i be tryna trust, she keep lyin’ to me
b~tches out here, they be dyin’ to me
everywhere that i go, keep the iron on me
i’m too deep in this sh~t, n~ggas plottin’ on me
one in the head, heard he slidin’ on me
you get caught at the light then i’m flockin’ the v’
i see the opps, i ain’t coppin’ a plea
i got new opps i been dyin’ to meet
if he uppin’ on me then he dyin’ to me
no i ain’t gon play, i’m gon’ up it then flame
we stalkin’ on bro, make him diss like he dane
and he hit the floor, put some feet’s on his brain
but i don’t need to be broke to go sn~tch me a chain
i don’t need me a pill to go pour sumn’, bang
bigdieoy we ain’t jackin’ that gang
if he scream out (?) then we lettin’ it flame
we get money, we get tipsy
and get ugly, clips empty
so don’t try to run cause i’m gon’ get risky
we gon’ run if he run, i’m gon’ turn him to ricky
get the addy, we right at his doormat
first one come to the door, make ’em fall back
young shooters, i swear that they on that
they get it done and they spinnin’ the 4 pack
[verse, dougie b]
step on my shoes, that sh~t give you the chills
got a mil’ on my name, if he dead its a mil’
i ain’t dissin’ no mo’, let the son and me chill
swisher sweet, it been tweak, give a f~ck how you feel
if he mention the dead, bet he flyin’ with dub
i ain’t speak on the dead cause i really got love
[?] leaked in the back then the feature a dub
aaaaoooo
now look
one false move then i blast in this b~tch, like
one quick spin, then we clapped ’em quick
if you scream the wrong gang, we ain’t havin’ that sh~t
gotta stay in one side, gotta die with that clique
and when i come around n~ggas laughin’ ‘n sh~t
but when i’m not around they be chattin’ ‘n sh~t
never settle for nothin’, gotta keep it buggy
if she try to line i’ma die with the b~tch
glahh glahh, baaa baaa, bussin’ and sh~t
gbg, doa up in this sh~t
ain’t no love in this b~tch, give a f~ck who you wit’
big ebk, give a f~ck who you is
[hook, b lovee]
f~ck all the opps, spin the front n’ the back
if we catch a opp lackin’ we cl!ck at his hat
fed’s on our ass but we makin’ it tact’
i’m bussin’, i’m geekin’, i can not relax
you lovin’ that thot, but we hit her in the trap
if he throw up oy then he meetin’ his dead’
i’ma tweak on a b~tch if she droppin’ the set
pour a duece in a faygo, i sip for the stress
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