Shonzarelly and Bagg_itup_Snap - 2 Turnt

Full of that shit I'm feeling right huh
It's something in the atmosphere it's up tonight huh
Shit you know a nigga on like a light huh
And I'm too turnt up, bitch I don't pipe down
And tonight I'm bout to go out, me and thug gone show out. You play games we kick the door off, you best chill
Fucking up my vibe, trying to have a good time
I.G. I'm going live but shit get real

I'm a red stick boy, third world steppa. Hot like, hot like, hot like pepper
I know you dig it like shovel, holla'n get up on my level
Full throttle with the petal to the metal
Cuz Relly is rebel, Baton Rouge, branded
Nigga hating on me like I'm riding on candy
I-10 cowboy. R.I.P. to Fancy. Ain't nothing moving but the money understand me
Fit on point, good green getting burnt, to the max I'm turnt, I'm in this joint
This joint packed packed, from the front to the back. I be swagging my step to that Mouse on Tha Track
I'm a act, I'm a act, I'm a jig
Out my top, out my kufi, out my wig
Dusse bout to take another swig
Say Snap throw me back in this bitch huh

Full of that shit I'm feeling right huh It something in the atmosphere it's up tonight huh
Shit you know a nigga on like a light huh
And I'm too turnt up, bitch I don't pipe down
And tonight I'm bout to go out, me and thug gone show out. You play games we kick the Door off, you best chill
Fucking up my vibe, trying to have a good time
I.G. I'm going live but shit get real

Before a nigga step out, had get my swag together
Dolce & Gabanna for da fragrance, black 1's, patent leather
Look u ain't gotta tell me shit, I already know I'm pressure
I can Run some game to a bitch, and have her feelings special
Me and my niggas rock tight, fuck no bitch, we ain't iight
Play games, knock out your brain, over with, night night
Fuck 12 catch flight, full of pills on a flight
With 2 hoes they dikes, FaceTime the plug on Skype
On my zone just right, I'm so groovy baby
Stop all that playing, u ain't got no man, wassam with that coochie baby
Yeah I'm a badazz, but no I ain't boosie baby
In my plies voice, trying to make u out my new lil baby
Steady sipping on Dusse' looking stupid crazy
Backwoods full purple, eyes super lazy
Shid you know we going up, slowly elevating
Only bags, hoes and liquor, we ain't never chasing

Full of that shit I'm feeling right huh
It's something in the atmosphere it's up tonight huh
Shit you know a nigga on like a light huh
And I'm too turnt up, bitch I don't pipe down
And tonight I'm bout to go out, me and thug gone show out. You play games we kick the Door off, you best chill
Fucking up my vibe, trying to have a good time
I.G. I'm going live but shit get real

Written by:
DEONTE BELLOW, JOHNATHAN JONES, SHAWN GOODMAN

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