Turbulence
๐ต 1698 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:19 duration
๐ ID: 25071880
๐ Lyrics
Been talking shit since a kid, nothing new here
Few loose screws in the head, got a new gear
Who here new to the flex? We be juiced up
Who want what with whoever need their truth touched
I don't groove much, but the crew does
Put more fire in my booth than what the group puff
Bad boy, I did it big before I knew Puff
We drunk it straight way before you had your two cups
Pour that coupe up, ruthless, new guts
No question we stepping, lace your boots up
Finna knock your ace off, I'm chucking the deuce up
Face shots for the Ku Klux, y'all loosen that noose up
I don't give two fucks, leave them open like loose sluts
High as Zeus' nuts off the new plug
Been having Illmatic in the boom tucked
Real bastards, y'all acting like Brad Pitt
Been having this swag 'fore I had shit
Gymnastics, since a youngin I could always make a bag flip
Magician in the kitchen, I can make it do magic
Let one bitch wrap it, the other one do the traffic
Ball on you bastards like I'm Magic or a Maverick
The prodigy of the city, Mobb Deep causing havoc
I'm a prop boy since Wayne was a hot boy
Young Cee was a rock boy
Seen my brother selling nose candy since a snot boy
These bitches is not coy
Acting like they tryna get popped, know they got toys, listen up
Pull them switches out, whoever switching up, we hit 'em up
Big rounds to lift 'em up, man down, he stiffen up
So stick 'em up, they tryna tell me this is what?
I give her lunch, she sip me like a sippy cup
Come on nigga, we on, we pouring on anybody who drawing
Celebrate the body over DeLeon
And the pom-poms in the stands steady cheering on
For the song sung, make 'em dance like he Diddy Kong
Hahahahahahaha, yes sir! Haha
Now how long is the record?
Few loose screws in the head, got a new gear
Who here new to the flex? We be juiced up
Who want what with whoever need their truth touched
I don't groove much, but the crew does
Put more fire in my booth than what the group puff
Bad boy, I did it big before I knew Puff
We drunk it straight way before you had your two cups
Pour that coupe up, ruthless, new guts
No question we stepping, lace your boots up
Finna knock your ace off, I'm chucking the deuce up
Face shots for the Ku Klux, y'all loosen that noose up
I don't give two fucks, leave them open like loose sluts
High as Zeus' nuts off the new plug
Been having Illmatic in the boom tucked
Real bastards, y'all acting like Brad Pitt
Been having this swag 'fore I had shit
Gymnastics, since a youngin I could always make a bag flip
Magician in the kitchen, I can make it do magic
Let one bitch wrap it, the other one do the traffic
Ball on you bastards like I'm Magic or a Maverick
The prodigy of the city, Mobb Deep causing havoc
I'm a prop boy since Wayne was a hot boy
Young Cee was a rock boy
Seen my brother selling nose candy since a snot boy
These bitches is not coy
Acting like they tryna get popped, know they got toys, listen up
Pull them switches out, whoever switching up, we hit 'em up
Big rounds to lift 'em up, man down, he stiffen up
So stick 'em up, they tryna tell me this is what?
I give her lunch, she sip me like a sippy cup
Come on nigga, we on, we pouring on anybody who drawing
Celebrate the body over DeLeon
And the pom-poms in the stands steady cheering on
For the song sung, make 'em dance like he Diddy Kong
Hahahahahahaha, yes sir! Haha
Now how long is the record?