atom petrify - okay i'm turnt (freestyle) lyrics
[intro: atom petrify]
cause chaos b+tch
(greeno)
rip to prince x, mehn
long live jah
[hook: xxxtentacion]
okay, i’m turnt
at the party, f+ck ’round, p+ssy boy, and you get burnt
actin’ up, you actin’ buff, you f+ck ’round, you get murked
these n+ggas b+tches, mm, i get it
sauce, b+tch, i’m with it, uh, i get it
shots at your fitted (ayy), mm, i did it
yuh, i did it, yuh, i did it
n+ggas askin’ where i get my drip at
told a n+gga throw a backpack, n+gga, back+back, hmm
asking for the money, where your racks at?
if you ain’t my brother, told a f+ck n+gga “hush that”, uh
cartier, cartier, throwing shade, uh
asian b+tch really like to crochet, uh
and my wrist never like throwing shade, uh
came to the crib off of kool+aid, ayy
[verse 1: atom petrify]
okay, i’m turnt
i don’t give a f+ck it’s not my turn
just get into the game make them burn
yeah, i’m thе king, i’m the don
when i’m done, y’all gonna adorn
roast y’all likе a corn
i ain’t gonna stop to be on top + i ain’t gonna flop
i’m gonna play that ball as i lob
i’m gonna f+ck that b+tch even though i’m not her love
wash on a n+gga like a alum
arrow on me, iron on me pull up in the way if he wanna try me
don’t sleep on me, are you dumb?, p+ssy boy
n+gga take you to the dump
where you from?, as i stomp and storm
[hook: xxxtentacion]
okay, i’m turnt
at the party, f+ck ’round, p+ssy boy, and you get burnt
actin’ up, you actin’ buff, you f+ck ’round, you get murked
these n+ggas b+tches, mm, i get it
sauce, b+tch, i’m with it, uh, i get it
shots at your fitted (ayy), mm, i did it
yuh, i did it, yuh, i did it
n+ggas askin’ where i get my drip at
told a n+gga throw a backpack, n+gga, back+back, hmm
asking for the money, where your racks at?
if you ain’t my brother, told a f+ck n+gga “hush that”, uh
cartier, cartier, throwing shade, uh
asian b+tch really like to crochet, uh
and my wrist never like throwing shade, uh
came to the crib off of kool+aid, ayy
[outro: atom petrify]
huhn, okay ayy
what this b+tch n+gga say?
his rap so dry like he got a aid
i think he needs a aid
i think a dog just bite him maybe he got a rabis
i ain’t gonna stop + i ain’t gonna stop this
i’m gonna type him out, call me a typist
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