Too Turnt Woop

[Intro]
Woah, yeah

[Chorus]
These just my winter bands, I hide 'em in my coat
Can't even lie to you, that money made me cold
They peep this revenue, the tool hit 'em both
Just got another bag like three nights in a row, yeah
I got my racks too turnt, I got my racks too turnt
I got my Glock too turnt, I got my chop too turnt up
First we got niggas to burn, then we got bodies to burn up
Yeah, we came in the hard way
So that's the only way I'm gon' learn from it

[Verse 1]
Sometimes you gotta [?]
'Cause that's the only way you're gonna learn from it
Nigga got a hunnid round drum
Everybody know you wanna swerve on 'em
Red head lickin' it quick, run up with the jits with the shit
How you know the stick from the hit? You the one that issued it
Now I got Fiji drip, pockets on instrument
I got chips, no drip, I got clips on clips
Please, lil' mama, please, can you match my drip?
It squeeze and never freeze, it be hard to miss
In the dirty den right in the trenches
You wanted seven, this is not the six
I got my dirty Nina and she anemic
I know many men'd kill for this