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splurge - turf lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah
ayy, fff, fff, fff
ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ooh ooh
ayy, let me hear that ho jeff

[verse 1]
i was down bad, wasn’t gettin’ no money
so i walked in the trap and drew down with that tommy
they think i’m a terrorist, they blame me for bombing
the jeweler brought me out, sh-t made me vomit
the gas pack loud, you can smell me comin’
jumped off the porch, hit the ground, start runnin’
i’m havin’ money, put d-ck in your b-tch tummy
i got carrots like a big bunny
taxin’ n-ggas for a verse
you been through some sh-t but i been through worse
i seen my lil’ buddy get put in a he-rs-
trap backwoods, make your b-tch wanna twerk

[chorus]
you cannot trap on our turf, ayy
my b-tch got the glock in her purse, ayy
we got the gas from the earth
stop trappin’, you better off being a clerk
you cannot trap on our turf, ayy
my b-tch got the glock in her purse, ayy
we got the gas from the earth
stop trappin’, you better off being a clerk

[verse 2]
don’t come around if you a plug
’cause we takin’ you down for your drugs
these boys not eating like ramadan
air this b-tch out, watch them run like a marathon
no cap rap, b-tch i got a strap on me now
i come to the show, security pat me down
they say i gotta watch you ’cause you keep them rounds
they know how to flex out like i was on cam
playin’ with molly and bruce, watch what happen
whole lot of choppers, it ain’t sh-t to clap ’em
young n-gga got next, heard that from the pastor
we’ll t this b-tch up and then shot it up after

- splurge

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