Turkey Bags

1Frenzy
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
Bitch, I go from one to four
I'm too high to
Bitch, I go from one to four
I'm too high to think of y'all
I look down and ego fall
Y'all niggas like menopause
I'm big as the city hall
Unconscious like Tim McGraw
On Benz and she still call
Long nights and alcohol
Bitch, I got that
Bitch, I got that
That turkey bag
Bitch, I got that
Bitch, I got that
That turkey bag
Bitch, I got that
Bitch, I got that
That turkey bag
Bitch, I got that
Bitch, I got that
That turkey bag
Moving forward, moving along
I'm on tour, not at home
High as fuck, leave me alone
Don't trust, don't get donned
Hey, what's up, Mexico
Hey, what's up to Texas though
Hey, what's up to the West Coast
Check my LV, hoe
80 pence a lane
See me in her dreams, uh
You can't say her names, uh
I'ma sell her dreams, uh
I might need a screen
All my bitches scream
If you got that turkey bag
Bust it out your chains
Bitch, I got that
Bitch, I got that
That turkey bag
Bitch, I got that
Bitch, I got that
That turkey bag
Bitch, I got that
Bitch, I got that
That turkey bag
Bitch, I got that
Bitch, I got that
That turkey bag