[Hook:]

All you do is Turk this, Turk that

YNT, they're coming through

I hear you talking brand beats

Exploding every avenue

Turk this, turk that

Spill it to my head, did I made that clear?

Nigga, it's my year, no coincidence all you hear

All you do is turk this, turk that

YNT, they're coming through

I hear you talking brand beats

Exploding every avenue

Turk this, turk that

Spill it to my head, did I made that clear?

Nigga, it's my year, no coincidence all you hear

[Verse:]

Got a couple hundred bandz on my side

My slurpass tight

You niggas ain't right

And I ain't take a shit light

But I got regon rights, I'm Turk with a hell of a tune

Ain't worry about blown, I'm already blown

There ain't no top bout chromozone

Got it, I rap alone, I stay rip this on

I just showed up, gotta pack a lean, hold up

One thing about it, I ain't slowed up

Good, put your leg on my shoulder

YNT gonna hold up

Jump up on a wheel, do about a unity

Until the motherfucker close up

Matter of fact take a close up

For the shot of the brownies

All the mind, it's my time

Hold up on juries, conflicts with my shine

We're gone for a minute, nigga, now it gets down

But this round got the same niggas with when I was at the bottom

As a fact, they believe in a nigga is enough for the reason to say I got 'em