[Chorus: Russ]

All y'all turning up, all y'all getting fly

All y'all having sex, looking for girls who ride

I don't really see me in you mutha' fukkas

So I'm not gonna' be any of these mutha' fukkas

All y'all turning up, all y'all getting fly

All y'all having sex, looking for girls who ride

I don't really see me in you mutha' fukkas

So I'm not gonna' be any of these mutha' fukkas

[Verse 1: Russ]

From Atlanta but not by the sounds of it

We some dogs, we got some kush, blow a pound of it

Speaking of counting shit

The money's long overdue

Speaking of ex bitches

I'm long over you

Money hitting my account

Labels hitting up my phone

Hit the mall to buy a purse

For my mom i'm feeling home

I blew past all you losers standing looking like dummies

I turned up, got my little sister looking like money

Y'all got this game fucked up

[Chorus: Russ]

All y'all turning up, all y'all getting fly

All y'all having sex, looking for girls who ride

I don't really see me in you mutha' fukkas

So I'm not gonna' be any of these mutha' fukkas

All y'all turning up, all y'all getting fly

All y'all having sex, looking for girls who ride

I don't really see me in you mutha' fukkas

So I'm not gonna' be any of these mutha' fukkas

[Verse 2: Bugus]

90s baby, baby grew up watching television

But I had a vision, now I'm on the television

I smoke hella weed, but I'm high with a purpose

Singing like gospel churches

All night laying verses

I tell her to believe

Believe in something higher

All she tell me back

I'm preaching to the choir

And we gon' burn one

'Til we both numb

'Til we both numb

[Verse 3: Russ]

You need to wake up smell the roses

Let me taste your flower

Im gonna garden all your seeds

Make the sunlight in you shower

Hit the blunt one time it's sour

Got some hours I owe the government

For fucking with some broken ass girls who need their mother

It's crazy how y'all justify bullshit as your day to day

Hindering yourself because your disposition, make a way

Even with those crutches you can limp across the finish line

You can limp across the finish line

[Chorus: Russ]

All y'all turning up, all y'all getting fly

All y'all having sex, looking for girls who ride

I don't really see me in you mutha' fukkas

So I'm not gonna' be any of these mutha' fukkas

All y'all turning up, all y'all getting fly

All y'all having sex, looking for girls who ride

I don't really see me in you mutha' fuckas

So I'm not gonna' be any of these mutha' fuckas