Yo
Run that back, Turbo (run that back, Turbo, run that back, Turbo)

Ya
I told Gunna it's your time to eat (eat)
These rappers cornballs they tellin' lies on beats
Fuck a suit and tie, I got drip on me (me)
Bitch, we got mob ties better not flip on me (ya)
Bitch, we got frog eyes on that Bentley B (B)
I'm rocking minks and chinchillas to my knees
My brother NAV told me, "It's our time to eat" (eat)
We got mob ties and you better not switch on me (ya)

I cut my line, I can't talk to you for free (no)
I got ten shows, and they booked for 20 apiece (show, show)
I had two hoes last night, sucking me to sleep (ya)
I pay Hunchos for that presidential suite (ya)
I pay for everything, these bitches can't call me cheap (no)
Buy my bitch a Rolex now I don't hear her speak (no)
I know everything keep my ear to the streets (oh)
And every time I pop a seal , I'm payin' a fee
I called my dentist told him put diamonds inside my teeth
My life high maintenance so my froyo come with speed (woah)
I copped the Plain Jane AP, cost 40 G's (Plain Jane AP)
My drip insane, it's been hard for me to get reached

I told Gunna it's your time to eat (eat)
These rappers cornballs they tellin' lies on beats
Fuck a suit and tie, I got drip on me (me)
Bitch, we got mob ties better not flip on me (ya)
Bitch, we got frog eyes on that Bentley B (B)
I'm rocking minks and chinchillas to my knees
My brother NAV told me, "It's our time to eat" (eat)
We got mob ties and you better not switch on me (ya)

I'm in that 'bach behind a curtain getting top (yeah)
I can never buy a Birkin for a thot (no)
Had a coupe, hard top turned to a drop
I walked in and bought all the Gucci socks
I got fancy VS yellow diamond rocks
Made myself a boss ain't punching on the clock
Mixed the Gucci with the RAF, my white is off
Me and Gunna the same, we cut from a different cloth
Shopping in London, I like European cloth (European cloth)
Stacked up my money and I made myself a boss (made myself a boss)
Opening ceremony, Leatherman Trench, when I walk (stop)
Moved in the penthouse let my ex keep the loft
I'm dripping in VLONE I got XO on my socks
Got some young boy sippin' on Fanta, ready to pop
I'm the real deal, I'm talking the talk and walking the walk (yeah)
If I can't get no Red I'll probably be sippin' on Wok
Told her to give me head, I ain't wanna hear her talk (ya)
Now I gotta keep one in the head that's on my Glock
YSL and XO, gonna drip and light 'em up (light 'em up)
I done fell in love with syrup sipping, Red and Wok

I told Gunna it's your time to eat (eat)
These rappers cornballs they tellin' lies on beats
Fuck a suit and tie, I got drip on me (me)
Bitch, we got mob ties better not flip on me (ya)
Bitch, we got frog eyes on that Bentley B (B)
I'm rocking minks and chinchillas to my knees
My brother NAV told me, "It's our time to eat" (eat)
We got mob ties and you better not switch on me (ya)

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Writer(s): Chandler Durham, Navraj Singh Goraya, Sergio Kitchens, The Martianz