Turkish
Action Bronson; Meyhem Lauren
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Woo, woo
Dr. Turbo, woo
I pull up, jump out, choke you out, hit the death roll
Then slide off like Bo Jackson in Tecmo Bowl
El Cocodrilo, collectin' all souls
You could catch me in Tibet, but if
You try me, I'ma put that ass to bed
From this top floor view, I can see the whole strip
Jump out the window like I got wings on
Your physical features'll turn to chopped cheese, dog
And I flee off and drop Z4s
With skis where the wheels supposed to be
End your ะตvenin' with a real ferocious knee
Havะต you holdin' somethin' frozen on your cheek
Swingin' double hundred-pound clubs from Persia like the Sheik
I love the taste of raw meat
I rock the long white robe, Allah fashion
Off the roof with the scope
Calm, I took Lamaze classes, ask your moms
Your boy's been gone when you was rockin' Sean John
I steer the Caddy like I got one arm
Smoke drugs like I got four lungs
Knock the horse out you rode in on
Hit him twice 'cause he had a chin on him
I caught the bull, then I hit the spin on him
I need the money on the table by this mornin', uh-huh
You heard me?
I need the money on the table by this
Mornin' (These motherfuckers, man)
Motherfucker (Motherfucker, motherfucker)
Just have my money on the table by this mornin'
Man, we will shoot to bigger steel
And you can guaran-damn-motherfuckin'-tee
We don't eat them J. Balvin meals (Guarantee)
I'm at the table where that ball spins around the wheel
All kinds of nozzles and gauges, yeah, fuck
I never ask a chick for her number, I only give 'em mine
Fuck it, if they hit me, they hit me
'Cause either way, I'm fine (Over)
I parked the new 850 next to the old one
And gently placed the two-tone Rollie next to the gold one
We got options over here, baby boy (Choices)
Chop the yay and employ
Catch a flight to sip the wine we enjoy
I try to tell you that we different (Uh-huh)
I mean different-different (Different)
Achievin' accurately everything you niggas didn't
At this point, been gettin' money longer than I haven't
Every fabric placed on my flesh could win a pageant
I'm talkin' beauty, I'm talkin' Gucci, I'm talkin' Louis
If you try to say I ain't fly, then son, you never knew me
Historically, we're rockin' resurrected oddities (Uh)
Niggas owe us reparations, fuck apologies
Doin' pull-ups, rockin' my jewels is like a weight vest
Anchor swingin' off an ape chest, Lauren-dez
Motherfucker (Motherfucker, motherfucker, motherfucker)
Uh-huh, just have the money on the table by
The mornin' (Motherfucker, motherfucker)
Hear me? (Yeah, uh-huh)
Just have the money on the table by the mornin'
You know that daddy's home
Yeah, I rose from out the grave like the Altered Beast
Fresh out the catacombs
I got the '99 overall and matted, bruh
I'll have your bitch tossin' salad, uh