UnoTheActivist, ThouxanBanFauni, Lite Fortunato - Yu - Gi - Oh! lyrics

Turn up on that pussy, yeah
Turn up on that pussy, yeah (Dig)
I might turn up on that pussy, yeah
(Uno, I killed it)

I just might turn up on that pussy hoe
This the one that get your grandmama
That shotta flow we the ones who ran them
Boys up out the studio (Shh)
We the ones who pulled your
Card just like it's Yu-Gi-Oh! (Let's go)
This that Go-Go Gadget
The strap is inside my jacket
Ever heard of magic, keep playing
(Uno, I killed it)
Got a FN, weigh four pounds
It's made of plastic (Let's go)
It should be a fucking crime
All this designer fashion

Told you to stop playing, that boy deceased
Not one of them (No)
He is not one for discussion
He don't want no friends (No)
Told him wе the one to pop
You like a soda can (Dig)
Don't you gеt in the way, away I'm going
'cause I ain't got to explain it to you
(Dig) molly, Percocet, I see in the future
Oxycontin, Oxycontin, she's an abuser (O oh)
Niggas rats, tellin', tellin'
They some accusers
She's a chooser 'cause you are a loser
(Woah, dig)

I just might turn up on that pussy hoe
This the one that get your grandmama
That shotta flow we the ones who ran them
Boys up out the studio (Shh)
We the ones who pulled your
Card just like it's Yu-Gi-Oh! (Let's go)
This that Go Go Gadget
The strap is inside my jacket
Ever heard of magic, keep playing
(Uno, I killed it)
Got a FN, weigh four pounds
It's made of plastic (Let's go)
It should be a fucking crime
All this designer fashion

Brown, tan, bite down, it ain't bubble gum
(Gum) shooter on speed dial, pull up
Get 'em all slumped (Fft-fft)
I ain't got no patience for a lil' bitch
Ain't even pop no shit (Shit)
Niggas still locked and stuck in the hood
Like that's as good as it get (As it get)
Brown, tall, shawty thick
Met her at JR crick' (JR crick')
Give that bitch some dick
Now she walk around with my stick
(With my stick)
We the ones hard to convince
She cap and took me in sin
I ain't got time to commit
Securing my bag and get my bands (Band)

I just might turn up on that pussy hoe
(Band, pussy)
This the one that get your grandmama
That shotta flow (Bah)
We the ones who ran them
Boys up out the studio (Fft-fft, Shh)
We the ones who pulled your
Card just like it's Yu-Gi-Oh! (Let's go)
This that Go Go Gadget
The strap is inside my jacket (Make you dip)
Ever heard of magic, keep playing
(Uno, I killed it, nah, for real)
Got a FN, weigh four pounds
It's made of plastic
(Fah-fah, nah, for real)
It should be a fucking crime
All this designer fashion (Nah, for real)

This that automatic, Kel Tec, shoot it
Turn that boy to a past go-Go Gadget
Transform from a Urus like the
Lil' bro crashed it (Vroom, vroom-vroom)
Glock 17 is plastic
You fuck with us and then you wreaking havoc
Looking like Zoë Kravitz, back in
The trap and we having
Pills and dope in the mattress
Track was the atlas, make these
Lil' niggas the maddest
Bitches I fuck be the baddest
Like the ones that be in pageants
Chrome Heart denim with the
Cross on the patches
Free bands, free bands, I feel like Future
OxyContin, OxyContin, dealer turned user

Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
I just might turn up on that pussy hoe
This the one that get your grandmama
That shotta flow we the ones who ran them
Boys up out the studio (Shh)
We the ones who pulled your
Card just like it's Yu-Gi-Oh! (Let's go)
This that Go Go Gadget
The strap is inside my jacket
Ever heard of magic, keep playing
(Uno, I killed it)
Got a FN, weigh four pounds
It's made of plastic (Let's go)
It should be a fucking crime
All this designer fashion