"Turn & Twist" lyrics
(Wheezy outta here)
Paid in full, gettin' paid like Mitch
Back of the Glock, only time I switch
Rap don't work, God knows what I'm with
Back to the block, hit a lick on bricks
Most of my old friends grew apart
Know a lot of scammers that's crackin' cards
Couple SSN superstars
Shoppin' in Shanaynay free of charge
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt in a drop lost my mind and I lost my top
Told y'all I don't need no stylist, no Kizzy, I got on Balenci socks
If we don't find who we tryna find we still gone spin the block
Five shootings in one night, how the fuck they call my city soft?
Stand on my money like I'm standin' on stilts
Shit look good, gotta get it on film
Steppin' out the foreign with the big as rims
Are you Nav? Girl, you know I'm him
Wakin' up to hate ain't nothin' new
They don't really got nothin' else to do
Countin' my blues, got nothin' to prove
Pourin' up the Sprite with a 2x2
Everything better when you do it yourself
When I spend money, I ain't got no guilt
I'ma sit down on the thrown I built
Fightin' for mine but the battle uphill
Shittin' on people, I got me a list
When I pull up, make sure they sick
Forgiato lip, give the curb a kiss
Go full throttle, make it turn and twist
Stayed ten toes, takin' care of the guys
Lost my faith, had to cut my ties
Iced out buffs, cover up my eyes
Like a little kid, bring the toys outside
LV ring, only one in my size
Money outta sight, never outta mind
Told you I would help you one last time
Pockets, ain't gettin' nothin' out of mine
Holes in my tees had to wear the same clothes
I went from rags to rich
I used to spray on a sample cologne hopin' I bagged a bitch
People made fun of me drivin' my car
I had no gas in it
Now every time that I be on the road, they chasin' after it
Stand on my money like I'm standin' on stilts
Shit look good, gotta get it on film
Steppin' out the foreign with the big as rims
Are you Nav? Girl, you know I'm him
Wakin' up to hate ain't nothin' new
They don't really got nothin' else to do
Countin' my blues, got nothin' to prove
Pourin' up the Sprite with a 2x2
Everything better when you do it yourself
When I spend money, I ain't got no guilt
I'ma sit down on the thrown I built
Fightin' for mine but the battle uphill
Shittin' on people, I got me a list
When I pull up, make sure they sick
Forgiato lip, give the curb a kiss
Go full throttle, make it turn and twist
My nigga Wheezy, know what I'm sayin'?
Paid in full, gettin' paid like Mitch
Back of the Glock, only time I switch
Rap don't work, God knows what I'm with
Back to the block, hit a lick on bricks
Most of my old friends grew apart
Know a lot of scammers that's crackin' cards
Couple SSN superstars
Shoppin' in Shanaynay free of charge
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt in a drop lost my mind and I lost my top
Told y'all I don't need no stylist, no Kizzy, I got on Balenci socks
If we don't find who we tryna find we still gone spin the block
Five shootings in one night, how the fuck they call my city soft?
Stand on my money like I'm standin' on stilts
Shit look good, gotta get it on film
Steppin' out the foreign with the big as rims
Are you Nav? Girl, you know I'm him
Wakin' up to hate ain't nothin' new
They don't really got nothin' else to do
Countin' my blues, got nothin' to prove
Pourin' up the Sprite with a 2x2
Everything better when you do it yourself
When I spend money, I ain't got no guilt
I'ma sit down on the thrown I built
Fightin' for mine but the battle uphill
Shittin' on people, I got me a list
When I pull up, make sure they sick
Forgiato lip, give the curb a kiss
Go full throttle, make it turn and twist
Stayed ten toes, takin' care of the guys
Lost my faith, had to cut my ties
Iced out buffs, cover up my eyes
Like a little kid, bring the toys outside
LV ring, only one in my size
Money outta sight, never outta mind
Told you I would help you one last time
Pockets, ain't gettin' nothin' out of mine
Holes in my tees had to wear the same clothes
I went from rags to rich
I used to spray on a sample cologne hopin' I bagged a bitch
People made fun of me drivin' my car
I had no gas in it
Now every time that I be on the road, they chasin' after it
Stand on my money like I'm standin' on stilts
Shit look good, gotta get it on film
Steppin' out the foreign with the big as rims
Are you Nav? Girl, you know I'm him
Wakin' up to hate ain't nothin' new
They don't really got nothin' else to do
Countin' my blues, got nothin' to prove
Pourin' up the Sprite with a 2x2
Everything better when you do it yourself
When I spend money, I ain't got no guilt
I'ma sit down on the thrown I built
Fightin' for mine but the battle uphill
Shittin' on people, I got me a list
When I pull up, make sure they sick
Forgiato lip, give the curb a kiss
Go full throttle, make it turn and twist
My nigga Wheezy, know what I'm sayin'?
Writer(s): Amir Esmailian, Navraj Singh Goraya, Colin Franken, Wesley Tyler Glass
