Crown Eye - TURN IT ON (feat. NODUH)

I take my swag, I turn it on
Bad bitch on my dick she like my pheromones, I said
I'm still hella stoned
I lick up these blunts like an envelope
Them people they ask what vibe we on
I've been smoking zaza, grabbas all day long
Don't blasé on my telephone
I run up these checks like a milestone
Popping molly, bitch, pop it on me
Popping all of this medicine I might vomit
Fuck twelve I'm a product of my environment
I got garnets on top of chinchilla garments
Wild on that bitch, throwing tithes on that bitch
Rubbin' on the tip, I buss' a child on that bitch
Her pussy got grip, that's a great vibe on that bitch
Video that pussy, put some files on that bitch
Strip her
She brought her friend along, coming with her
She wear that panty hose, in December
Xylophone rib cage playing rhythm
They like cajones and they playing wit 'em
Canines with some gang ties
I'm not deaf but I know hand signs
Pressure on my chest give me a bad spine
Dressed in number nine this ain't Calvin Klein
I'm in love with cheese, like I'm Wallace and Grommit
Thirty thousand feet, in a rocket I take off
Feel it in my genes, like I'm stuck in a pocket
Fuck a day job, I get paid on my days off
Every time you push me I push back
I just wanna get the bag
It ain't what you have it's what you lack
Shawty please don't get attached
To me
Or my bro, you see
She said she want it all for free
In another minute it'll cost a fee
Mark of the beast, she stamp me like an envelope
Looking at my eyes, she said I'm hella stoned
From the back room she can smell my pheromones
So I take my swag and turn it on
I take my swag, I turn it on
Bad bitch on my dick she like my pheromones, I said
I'm still hella stoned
I lick up these blunts like an envelope
Them people they ask what vibe we on
I've been smoking zaza, grabbas all day long
Don't blasé on my telephone
I run up these checks like a milestone

Written by:
Nathan Zehngut, Noah Draper

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