Turnt Bandhunta Izzy, Steelz & Baby Money

[Intro: Bandhunta Izzy]
Talkin' "turnt" this, "turnt" that, I need a turnt bitch
You ain't worth shit
Gang shit, of course
Per usual

[Verse 1: Bandhunta Izzzy]
I might rock the white lows and go the Gucci skully
She got pretty white toes and the booty jelly
I been thinkin' 'bout some hits, so now I'm super ready
Kinda think her name was Keisha like that bitch from Bali
She ain't foreign, she just mixed, a lil' Vietnamese
Shootin' free throws, I just like the way she bend her knees
Catchin' all my badass kids, I told her, "Get him, please"
Gucci jacket three thou', but it got fifty Gs
VVSes on my wrist talk, nigga, please
Red bottoms, but I crip walk, look at these
You ain't get her number, boy, I fucked that bitch with ease
Six figures in my pockets, eatin' Mickey Ds

[Chorus: Bandhunta Izzy]
They talkin' "turnt" this, "turnt" that, I need a turnt bitch
Nigga, how you work that? That's just my first bitch
Think I'm fuckin' good now? Watch when that Perc' hit
Shorty from the hood now, they call me Sir Crip
They talkin' "turnt" this, "turnt" that, I need a turnt bitch
Nigga, how you work that? That's just my first bitch
Think I'm fuckin' good now? Watch when that Perc' hit
Shorty from the hood now, they call me Sir Crip