[Lyric] Turbo Freestyle (MAJ)

[Intro]
Yeah, uh
(Yo YBH)
Uh, okay

[Verse]
Went from bein' broke to livin' in the hills, okay
Now I'm with some shorties poppin', snortin' pills, okay
Went from bein' broke to gettin' that check for real, huh
Oh, you want a feature? Charge a nigga bail
Killin' all these niggas in that black and yellow coupe like Kill Bill
My Glock gon' turn these pigs to bacon, watch you hear 'em squeal, squeal
Here to take on competition, I don't give a fuck about you
Wood rolled up a skunk
Inhale, shit got me stuck
Your boy rollin' [?], your boy smokin' fake runtz
My spot you can't take please, boy you need to make one
Can't pop no Perc, I'm off yak, shit, I'll still take one
It's up, it's up
It's up (Hoo, hoo), it's up (Hoo, yeah)
It's up (Hoo, yeah), it's up
These hoes for real 'bout it
Don't waste your time, don't waste your life
'cause these hoes for, for everybody in this bitch, huh
They only see my Rollie and my Rick Owens
This beat got me floatin', yeah
This mud my secret potion
And the money I be splurgin' the turbo
And the money I be splurgin' the turbo
She said she like me
She just want a Birkin
I can't buy a Birkin, my mom ain't got no Birkin