Head Turner Rittz

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[Verse 1]

I'mma head turner
People wanna sweat me I just let 'em stare
Disrespect me and I'll check 'em like a questionnaire
Yeah, Gwinnett's in here, so bring the sireens
Cause we in the club rollin' up some sticky lime green
High beam spot
Light is mine for the time bein'
On a murder, rappers turn a track into a crime scene
I taken from investigators they gon' find we
Ridin' dirty, no I'm not referring to my hygiene
No sir, brushin' my shoulder there's no dirt, no
I'm so fly that I should be stylin' in a fur coat
Oh, my pinky is twinkling, I let it radiate
Two step n' snappin' in the pattern leather bathin' apes
Some 808's, boomin' like a cannon ball
I ain't knockin' where you from but this is how we do it in Atlanta dawg
Purple herb and xanny bars, rollin' on them hard drugs
Splurgin' in a fancy car, survin' on the hush hush
In the club buzzed like a yellow jacket
And we can get those cigarillos crackin'
I tried to tell 'em