Lyrics 2 TURNT FA MY B0DY - Zacgocrazy

Rapping like this every day cause Ima one man nation
Bullet hit his fuckin body, he disfigurated
Never give a fuck about the clout, bitches, it's fuck the famous
Every time I'm inside of the, Stu, they be like, what you making

Bitch, I'm cooking up hoe, you can never name a nigga that can' fuck with us, yeah
I'mma buy the cayenne naw fuck it, the Bentley Truck
I said, switch to the mussane the Vtwelve engine fast as fuck, like, woah
Bitch, I'm out my body, Gelati, it's in my stream

These niggas, they catching bodies only on the screen
Put the Ichy-wicky, inside that bitch tummy, she gon' scream
If you know, you know I was John Wick with that Lil Glock nineteen
The wock is bubbly, it's fizzy purple lean

The chains up on my neck, it make it hard to speak
All these hoes, they see the racks and now they wanna peak
Woah, never needed that lil' bitch, I'm really in my glow
I said, brody, pass me the lil glocky let that lil' shit snow

Like, woah, bitch, you gotta go
Like, woah, bitch, Versace on my toes
He Don't got no money, flexing inside a rented Lambo
Put the steel right to that nigga head and God tell me to blow

Ican feel the shrooms hitting my legs, I feel like a ghost, yeah
Bitch, I feel like Casper, lil' bitch, I'ma float, uh, yeah
Bitch, I'm out my body, psilocybin in my stream
This bitch lick me up, she suck me up just like ice cream

That bitch think she boujee, but she really rockin' shein
Woah, bitch, I'm on the boulevard, sippin' wockhardt
Yeah, that bitch say she love me, I ain't love her from the start
Yeah, we got beams up in this bitch, it lookin' like Star Wars

Yeah, fuck the five, five, six, seven, six, to go through a car
Yeah, ain't no Pokemon, I'm pullin' cards like Charizard
Ayy, that nigga think that he tough, I press him like xan bar
Ayy, in that fast car, I call this lil' bitch NASCAR

Ayy, yeah, yeah, huh, had to let that lil' shit go
Take a, Shroom, Bar, now lil' nigga, I'ma float
Yeah, you wouldn't even know I got the blick behind my coat
Yeah, they doubted me, but I was the only one that just had hope

Brody gotta, ARP, I swing that bitch with telescope
If I pop right out that cut, I'm screamin', watch out for your folks
Yeah, I heard a opp, died, bout to roll up and I smoke
That bitch off the white, off the coke ahhh

I'ma just get rich, yeah, I told ya
Brody on them shrooms, he gon' fold ya
Like a rollercoaster, we push you over
Thirty-five shots, knock off his shoulder

That bitch think she boujee, but she rockin' Fashion Nova
Bitch, I keep that pint of codeine, on me for the closer
Ooh, ooh, ooh