Your swag ain’t get you nowhere
Your swag ain’t get you sh#t
My b#tch ain’t going nowhere, she know that I’m the sh#t
These n#gg#s don’t want to go there, ’cause I was riding with that stick
f#cked the b#tch right at the hotel, I’m at the (?), not the ritz
He only going shopping when it’s on sale, I’m at Balenciaga with your b#tch
She used to buy her clothes on wholesale, now I got her draped up in Givenchy
I’m too turnt up for these b#tches, I’m too turnt up for these n#gg#s, Im too turnt
(Chorus? – Ken Carson)
I’m turnt up with my b#tch (turn up)
I’m turnt up with my gang, yeah (turn up)
I’m turnt up with my clique (turn up)
I’m turnt up on a lame, whole bust down, my neck and wrist (turn up)
Turn up to my sh#t (turn up)
Make this b#tch moshpit (turn up)
Turn up to my sh#t (turn up, turn up)
Make that b#tch moshpit (turn up)
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