Yeat - Turban lyrics
Yeat [Noah Olivier Smith] Portland, Oregon/Irvine, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Yeat - Turban lyrics]
(Y'all are now tuning into my nigga Artist
Fuck nigga, Artist, Artist)
Let's go
Perfect, rockin' a turban (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Sippin' on mud but this bitch like bourbon
(Dirty, dirty) i took the coupe out the lot
Bitch, I'm thinkin' 'bout swervin', yeah
I'm 'bout to sign for a lot
'cause this shit ain't urgent (Okay)
I got a whole lot of money comin' in
(All day) they told me it's a couple
Thots waiting outside, told 'em
"Bring 'em in" (Okay)
She said that she wanna come pull up
And suck on my cock, told her
"Drink my kids"
I knew all this shit from the start
So I already told you what it all is
Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my goodness, ah
I already did what I can (I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
I'm 'bout to do it again
(I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
Got off the phone with my twizzy
We ran it up, yeah, we was just doubled up
I call my bitch and she pull up and
Lick it up, yeah, she's a slut, slut, slut
I had to build this shit up from the bottom
I told her that shit not enough
Every time they wanna lie about it
I'ma ask 'em 'bout it 'cause they bluff
Ran it up, we so up, we so up, up, up, up, up
Woah woah, woah, we so up, up, up, up, up
Woah woah, up, woah, up, woah woah, up
Woah, uppy, woah, woah woah, uppy
Ran this shit up from the bottom
I knew I was gon' go
Tonka truck, I'm 'bout to hop in a Ghost
Told 'em I needed that money
To pay all my bros
You ain't even close to us
Told 'em it is how it is
That's how this shit goes
I wrapped my money up
This shit look like a turban
My diamonds flawlessed off
I said these bitches surfing
Yeah, I'm sipping on this mud, it's dirty
It look like bourbon
Yeah, she text me what I'm doing
I told her I'm busy swerving
Yeah, I got a lot to do
It ain't easy being this perfect
Perfect, rockin' a turban (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Sippin' on mud but this bitch like bourbon
(Dirty, dirty) i took the coupe out the lot
Bitch, I'm thinkin' 'bout swervin', yeah
I'm 'bout to sign for a lot
'cause this shit ain't urgent (Okay)
I got a whole lot of money comin' in
(All day) they told me it's a couple
Thots waiting outside, told 'em
"Bring 'em in" (Okay)
She said that she wanna come pull up
And suck on my cock, told her
"Drink my kids"
I knew all this shit from the start
So I already told you what it all is
Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my goodness, ah
I already did what I can (I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
I'm 'bout to do it again
(I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
Fuck nigga, Artist, Artist)
Let's go
Perfect, rockin' a turban (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Sippin' on mud but this bitch like bourbon
(Dirty, dirty) i took the coupe out the lot
Bitch, I'm thinkin' 'bout swervin', yeah
I'm 'bout to sign for a lot
'cause this shit ain't urgent (Okay)
I got a whole lot of money comin' in
(All day) they told me it's a couple
Thots waiting outside, told 'em
"Bring 'em in" (Okay)
She said that she wanna come pull up
And suck on my cock, told her
"Drink my kids"
I knew all this shit from the start
So I already told you what it all is
Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my goodness, ah
I already did what I can (I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
I'm 'bout to do it again
(I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
Got off the phone with my twizzy
We ran it up, yeah, we was just doubled up
I call my bitch and she pull up and
Lick it up, yeah, she's a slut, slut, slut
I had to build this shit up from the bottom
I told her that shit not enough
Every time they wanna lie about it
I'ma ask 'em 'bout it 'cause they bluff
Ran it up, we so up, we so up, up, up, up, up
Woah woah, woah, we so up, up, up, up, up
Woah woah, up, woah, up, woah woah, up
Woah, uppy, woah, woah woah, uppy
Ran this shit up from the bottom
I knew I was gon' go
Tonka truck, I'm 'bout to hop in a Ghost
Told 'em I needed that money
To pay all my bros
You ain't even close to us
Told 'em it is how it is
That's how this shit goes
I wrapped my money up
This shit look like a turban
My diamonds flawlessed off
I said these bitches surfing
Yeah, I'm sipping on this mud, it's dirty
It look like bourbon
Yeah, she text me what I'm doing
I told her I'm busy swerving
Yeah, I got a lot to do
It ain't easy being this perfect
Perfect, rockin' a turban (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
Sippin' on mud but this bitch like bourbon
(Dirty, dirty) i took the coupe out the lot
Bitch, I'm thinkin' 'bout swervin', yeah
I'm 'bout to sign for a lot
'cause this shit ain't urgent (Okay)
I got a whole lot of money comin' in
(All day) they told me it's a couple
Thots waiting outside, told 'em
"Bring 'em in" (Okay)
She said that she wanna come pull up
And suck on my cock, told her
"Drink my kids"
I knew all this shit from the start
So I already told you what it all is
Oh my, oh my gosh, oh my goodness, ah
I already did what I can (I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
I'm 'bout to do it again
(I'm on, I'm on, I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)
It's her move, it's her move (I'm on, I'm on)