(Get behind me, XVDIN)
Ay, ay, ay, smokin' that gas in the chamber, yeah
Won't ever sign to a label, yeah
Seventy people, like this shit fable
Bettin' on poker, around the table (That's because I'm)
Too turnt, too turnt, too turnt, too turnt, yeah
Too turnt, too turnt, too turnt, too turnt
Too much bread, I don't know what to do with it
Should I go buy a new car, or smoke your bitch with it?
Crush your damn skull in (AH), cus I'm steppin' in them Ricks (AHHHH)
I just drank some Lean, excuse me if I mumble
(Coughing) (AHHH)
That's because I'm
That, that, that's because I'm
Too turnt, too turnt, too turnt, too turnt, yeah
Too turnt, too turnt, too turnt, too turnt, yeah
Too turnt, too turnt, too turnt, too turnt, yeah
Yeah, yeah, too turnt, too turnt