Hotboii - Tables Turned lyrics
Hotboii [Javarri Latre Walker] Orlando, Florida. U.S.
[Hotboii - Tables Turned lyrics]
Once them tables turn lil nigga you ain't
Even got the same play no more
Once them briges burn lil nigga can't even
Go the same way no more
I was sitting in that cell writing DMs
A lot of gang went ghost
But I can't blame them, couldn't save them
Not shit on them no more
Once them tables turn lil nigga know
Can't wrap your plate up
Baby I'm lit, real as it get
So I ain't got time to play love
Give me your heart, that's all that's it
I'm ready my mind be made up
Look at my wrist, I rarely got time
So I don't got time to wait up
Going it up and I'm going beyond
This life that I live gotta keep me a gun
Fuck do you mean jit you are the one
Nigga you a bitch in the streets then nun
I bought thirty switches for
The thirty business
Don't need thirty killers know how we come
Yellow lil bitch she the color as the sun
I rented and spinnin' Bugatti for run
Give the whole world yeah to my lil son
I want you to know I love you beyond
He want the vet imma order him one
Wanna sister have a daughter or som'
Talking bitches I need more than just one
Hit up Lenny's blow a quarter or some
From the back thumb go in the butt
You a freak bitch ain't no rolling my blunt
Rolling my blunt no baby I'm sorry
I dumped the Lamb' pulled up in the 'Rari
I'm at Ruth's Chris eating calamari
Young rich nigga only fuck on Barbie
Shit so crazy how niggas
Be changing he don't
Know Hot but that nigga know Vari
Fuck nigga play he 'pose to
Be gang trying to
Rip my wave but he went to gnarly
Once them tables turn lil nigga you ain't
Even got the same play no more
Once them briges burn lil nigga can't even
Go the same way no more
I was sitting in that cell writing DMs
A lot of gang went ghost
But I can't blame them, couldn't save them
Not shit on them no more
Once them tables turn lil nigga know
Can't wrap your plate up
Baby I'm lit, real as it get
So I ain't got time to play love
Give me your heart, that's all that's it
I'm ready my mind be made up
Look at my wrist, I rarely got time
So I don't got time to wait up
Even got the same play no more
Once them briges burn lil nigga can't even
Go the same way no more
I was sitting in that cell writing DMs
A lot of gang went ghost
But I can't blame them, couldn't save them
Not shit on them no more
Once them tables turn lil nigga know
Can't wrap your plate up
Baby I'm lit, real as it get
So I ain't got time to play love
Give me your heart, that's all that's it
I'm ready my mind be made up
Look at my wrist, I rarely got time
So I don't got time to wait up
Going it up and I'm going beyond
This life that I live gotta keep me a gun
Fuck do you mean jit you are the one
Nigga you a bitch in the streets then nun
I bought thirty switches for
The thirty business
Don't need thirty killers know how we come
Yellow lil bitch she the color as the sun
I rented and spinnin' Bugatti for run
Give the whole world yeah to my lil son
I want you to know I love you beyond
He want the vet imma order him one
Wanna sister have a daughter or som'
Talking bitches I need more than just one
Hit up Lenny's blow a quarter or some
From the back thumb go in the butt
You a freak bitch ain't no rolling my blunt
Rolling my blunt no baby I'm sorry
I dumped the Lamb' pulled up in the 'Rari
I'm at Ruth's Chris eating calamari
Young rich nigga only fuck on Barbie
Shit so crazy how niggas
Be changing he don't
Know Hot but that nigga know Vari
Fuck nigga play he 'pose to
Be gang trying to
Rip my wave but he went to gnarly
Once them tables turn lil nigga you ain't
Even got the same play no more
Once them briges burn lil nigga can't even
Go the same way no more
I was sitting in that cell writing DMs
A lot of gang went ghost
But I can't blame them, couldn't save them
Not shit on them no more
Once them tables turn lil nigga know
Can't wrap your plate up
Baby I'm lit, real as it get
So I ain't got time to play love
Give me your heart, that's all that's it
I'm ready my mind be made up
Look at my wrist, I rarely got time
So I don't got time to wait up