(I-I-I—) Turnt, yeah, turnt, yeah, turnt, yeah Turnt her up, I'm way too geeked Come get your girl off me Dark drank been callin' me Don't kill the–, don't kill the– Don't kill the party, please I'ma up, so pardon me She swear that she right for me But I push her up, I park the seat Call all my bitches, then give them address I'm tryna see who pussy the best I'm tryna see who love me the most Who gon' get wet when she give me the throat? Fuck a good girl, I need me a ho I know she a [?], she love the show She wanna get freaky, you cuff the ho She hang with niggas, she love the bros Uh-huh, huh [?] talkin' legit [?] On your bitch [?] Run through that ho, back to the sheets Know we outside, it ain't hard to see Just like a fleet, we runnin' the streets Feel like Target put her right on the tee Turnt her up, I'm way too geeked Come get your girl off me Dark drank been callin' me Don't kill the–, don't kill the– Don't kill the party, please I'ma up, so pardon me She swear that she right for me But I push her up, I park the seat Bitches, they follow me My hoes gon' fuck for free Old niggas gotta pay that fee King put the ace on me Drop the [?] ass on me Diamonds hang, got [?] on me Like ah, don't do that, it tickle Slickest chain, yeah, my icicle You and your friend, let me get in the middle Pink tootsie, got the pink on the swivel In Miami, she start a whole [prickle?] New tits, yeah, she play with her nipple Got the groupies, I'm a solo nigga I fucked the bitch, free promo, nigga Turnt her up, I'm way too geeked Come get your girl off me Dark drank been callin' me Don't kill the–, don't kill the– Don't kill the party, please I'ma up, so pardon me She swear that she right for me But I push her up, I park the seat She got a new body, flew to Abu Dhabi Her definition of party, bukkake Now she literally too cocky She got that gawk, ga–ga–ga–gawk, two-thousand Outside like we don't need housing I'm from the Southside, I bring the freak out her I know you get freaky, I saw what you tweeted Post then deleted, I already seen it like three, four times I got your nudes in my archives Fuck in the studio, sit on my laptop, then back that ass up like a hard drive High five, I need your heart if I send you the heart eyes High five, I need your heart if I send you the heart eyes Turnt her up, I'm way too geeked Come get your girl off me Dark drank been callin' me Don't kill the–, don't kill the– Don't kill the party, please I'ma up, so pardon me She swear that she right for me But I push her up, I park the seat