[Intro: PnB Rock] Turnin' over on you fuckboys Fuck bitches too
[Chorus: PnB Chizz] Last year I was hangin' round anybody This year won't be 'round anybody They be shootin' in the crowd hittin' any bodies Them boys don't want no work, they don't want any bodies Last year I was hangin' round anybody This year won't be 'round anybody They be shootin' in the crowd hittin' any bodies Them boys don't want no work, they don't want any bodies I'm turnin' over, turnin' over Last year I was with it, now I'm turning over Turnin' over, I'm turnin' over Last year I was with it, now I'm turning over
[Verse 1: PnB Rock] In the kitchen whippin' yola, mix it with the soda Bitch I'm gone, smokin' strong, you can smell the odor Nigga really think he Tony, bitch I think I'm Sosa Hatin' niggas, hatin' bitches, got me turnin' over I done smoked so much dope today A nigga can't even think straight And I done chopped so many O's today I'm feelin' like a fuckin' sensei Niggas' vibes tellin' me they been fake Niggas' eyes tellin' me they been snake They be the same niggas screamin' they your dog But they'll kill your ass for less than 10K 'Cause these niggas ain't shit and these hoes ain't neither Only bitch I love is my best friend Nina 'Cause she never did me wrong and she always held me down Nigga act crazy, she gon' RIP 'em Jaws ask me why I trap shit, I say 'cause It give me clothes, give me hoes, and it give me buzz They ain't my family, but these fiends, shit they show me love The life of a trapstar, I'ma live it up
[Chorus: PnB Chizz] Last year I was hangin' round anybody This year won't be 'round anybody They be shootin' in the crowd hittin' any bodies Them boys don't want no work, they don't want any bodies Last year I was hangin' round anybody This year won't be 'round anybody They be shootin' in the crowd hittin' any bodies Them boys don't want no work, they don't want any bodies I'm turnin' over, turnin' over Last year I was with it, now I'm turning over Turnin' over, I'm turnin' over Last year I was with it, now I'm turning over
[Verse 2: PnB Chizz] Them boys don't want no bodies at all My twenty-two hold ten and ten, boy you better step off No I ain't the ref, so get me stressed, I let this TEC off Only one thing left to do nigga, that's ball These fake friends bad for business I'ma start collecting rent from these tenants Other side the pillow is always cooler I'm turning over on all of you niggas Only stay around to be in my business Want to know every word in my sentence Listen when it's war time a lot of bulls die I'm droppin' bombs 'til all of you finished Don't pay your rent, where you gon' stay? And you turn up like all the way Every day, every day You tryna find a new fee When I run shit they boom-by-yay If you run shit don't come my way Shit the boy to boy time 'bout to go You ain't know, shit they call me Bobby Bouchet
[Chorus: PnB Chizz] Last year I was hangin' round anybody This year won't be 'round anybody They be shootin' in the crowd hittin' any bodies Them boys don't want no work, they don't want any bodies Last year I was hangin' round anybody This year won't be 'round anybody They be shootin' in the crowd hittin' any bodies Them boys don't want no work, they don't want any bodies I'm turnin' over, turnin' over Last year I was with it, now I'm turning over Turnin' over, I'm turnin' over Last year I was with it, now I'm turning overTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
