Turnips (Freestyle)

I'ma piece of shit it ain't hard to tell
I got za za going 28 it ain't hard to sell
I'm on a mission ask them if they with it they was like yeah
When you're from the very bottom of it you ain't scared to fail
Already did I did it many times and I'm still here
I'm P.T.P. bitch I got many lines I don't give her nan
Fuck that shit we gone double down bitch I'm trying to win
Fuck that shit we gone bet it back roll the dice again
If you trying to make this shit get spicy already know where my stance is
Already know this shit get dicey bitch I like my chances
Already know that I'm from the back ain't trying to be romantic
Yes correct, these baguettes and them bitches dancing
He got good sex chasing a check and that nigga handsome
If you got a good head up on your shoulders I hold your neck for ransom
I can't let nothing like that shit go I'm way too fucking nasty
You gone let a nigga go all over your face don't trip I had to ask it
Give me an inch I make it a mile let's do that on camera
We can watch this flick smoking dope drinking orange Fanta
When that money call bitch I'm gone sort of like a phantom
And I don't feel bad about it at all bitch I got to have it
I walk in then I uh in then I turn up
Pocket full of yeahs the other ones got turnips
She want to fuck with us tell her it's her turn
Tell her it's her world tell her that's my word
I walk in then I uh in then I turn up
Pocket full of yeahs the other ones got turnips
She want to fuck with us tell her it's her turn
Tell her it's her world tell her that's my word
Turn up
Turn up
Turn up