Turbulence

We goin through terbulants
Everything up and down
You know not to play with me
You know I don't fuck around
You know that I’m fly as fuck
I don't think I'm comin down
See I like to spray a crowd
And watch people run around
And they say Columbine
But this is the baurder line
And everytime I spit
Make it feel like it’s summertime
See, you broke all the laws
And I broke one of mine
But everything orgginized
Sharp as a porkupine
Look at these shoes, I had to order mine
And these is pink diamonds
Hope you ain't colorblind
And this year, I'm the man, DTP underlined
And when I click over
It's a bitch on the other line

Turn my swag on, Imma take off
Put your hands up, cause it's goin down
Yes, it's goin down, yes, it's goin down

The boys is back again
Really it's back to back
We can go gat for gat
Or we can go trap for trap
I’m livin so narly
I gave my mama a heart attack
My clique so retarded
We send shots where your mama at
Probably goin front for that
I’m fine as the finest cat
I'm fire as the fire reese
Where the Chinese frying at
The picture is painted perfect
I rock with the flyest gat
Addicted to bitches
You can find me where the models at
The model is a menis
I make moves in your stove at
We ball in the winter, spring and summer
We fall back i’m trying to get it
But you thinkin it's all grass
We hit you with like ten pistols
For thinkin it's all rap

Turn my swag on, Imma take off
Put your hands up, cause it's goin down
Yes, it’s goin down, yes, it's goin down