Turn, turn (Yo)
Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn
Yo (Turn, turn, turn, turn)
Maybe I ain’t happy enough, that’s why I can’t make happy music (One)
I was in the T-house baggin’ it up, that’s why I made bando music (One)
Gang on every opp block binin’ it up, that’s why they hear badman music (Turn—, turn up)
See little bro pop corn by there once, now he wanna hear bashment music (Turn, they told me turn)
You’ll think that this mini mansion enough, but I still got the gang’nem ballyin’ up (Turn, turn, turn, turn)
How you think the scoreboard been tallyin’ up?
Could’ve been banged up, no music
I thank God I never been caught in the truck (I pray)
It’s still Gangnam Style, still gotta make gang’nem music (Suh, suh)
Yo, right now I’ve got more Ps than ever but I’ve got more beef than ever (Suh, suh, suh, suh, suh, suh, suh, suh)
Shorty just want a new handbag with the two seats together
Bro, promised me he’s gonna leave his leathers, he was just callin’ my bluff
I’m still paranoid as obbo, don’t talk bait when you callin’ me up
Always had ambition, but I weren’t ballin’ enough (Yo)
I see four opp blocks turn into five, I thought he was warrin’ enough
You thought you was online trollin’ on us, but now it’s just us that roll up the bud (Boy, boy)
You can go hear ’bout the drills on Apple Music (Let’s get it)
Maybe I ain’t happy enough, that’s why I can’t make happy music (One)
I was in the T-house baggin’ it up, that’s why I made bando music (One)
Gang on every opp block binin’ it up, that’s why they hear badman music (Turn—, turn up)
See little bro pop corn by there once, now he wanna hear bashment music (Turn, they told me turn)
You’ll think that this mini mansion enough, but I still got the gang’nem ballyin’ up (Turn, turn, turn, turn)
How you think the scoreboard been tallyin’ up?
Could’ve been banged up, no music
I thank God I never been caught in the truck (I pray)
It’s still Gangnam Style, still gotta make gang’nem music (Suh, suh)
Yardman said he got nicked for the shh, now I’m tryna speak Patois to him (Yo)
Soundin’ like I’m Patrick Trueman (Turn), lost another wap, I’m fumin’ (Turn)
Little niggas think the drill rap’s amusin’ (Turn, turn up)
See, shh, make my shank go through him (Told me turn, uh)
I ain’t thinkin’ ’bout it too much like [?] music
Ain’t it different? I’m outside listenin’ to salsa music (One)
I just minded the first class flight, goin’ back to Cuba
Reggaeton music, she speakin’ español, feelin’ like Maluma
I still can’t make happy music
Maybe I ain’t happy enough, that’s why I can’t make happy music (One)
I was in the T-house baggin’ it up, that’s why I made bando music (One)
Gang on every opp block binin’ it up, that’s why they hear badman music (Turn—, turn up)
See little bro pop corn by there once, now he wanna hear bashment music (Turn, they told me turn)
You’ll think that this mini mansion enough, but I still got the gang’nem ballyin’ up (Turn, turn, turn, turn)
How you think the scoreboard been tallyin’ up?
Could’ve been banged up, no music
I thank God I never been caught in the truck (I pray)
It’s still Gangnam Style, still gotta make gang’nem music (Suh, suh)
