Turn Me Up Buccalini (Ft. NLE Choppa)

[Intro: Kingg Bucc]
Ayy, yo, homeboy, turn me up
169, 2020 building
700 on the everything
You know it's the crown, bitch
Let's go, ayy

[Chorus: Kingg Bucc]
Machine gun spittin' like Machine Gun Kelly
Playing with a AR-15, R. Kelly
My main text my side bitch like she ain't gon' tell me
Bi-Bi-Bitch, don't show me pics I done seen already
It's some hoes in this house, I hope they shoes off, I got carpet
I know niggas takin' pics with glizzies, ain't them boys gon' pop it
Lotta blue faces in my motherfucking pocket
Ayy, bitch, if you gon' suck me off you better do it sloppy

[Verse 1: Kingg Bucc]
Free my hitta, it's gon' be some bodies when he come out
Told my hitta better pop that pistol if he run out
We gon' hit a lick and kick that door in when the sun out
I heard it was a milli in this bitch like Donald Trump house
I was being so productive, made a quarter where I hung out
It was rapping, it was scrapping, it was trapping where I hung out
Man, I had to 'cause I had them MJ's with the tongue out
SK's at my mom house, bring it out if food done run out
I don't want piano lessons, baby, I want different keys
I don't wanna sow a seed, baby, I want different trees
Everybody want some smoke, man, pussy nigga please
Everybody change they mind when they hear that trigger squeeze