young n turnt lyrics

[Chorus]
I just sl*t that b*tch up, I just flood my wrist out
I just flew that b*tch out, LAX to my house
Bad b*tch cap on the net, she wan' come for my head
Ima hit it and dead it, I’m sorry, my bad

[Verse]
Got a bad b*tch on the gram, she wanna chit chat about me (f*ck)
Got a bad b*tch and her friend making TikToks about me
Yeah, in a second, spend a band on some sh*t I don't need
Wanna suck me in this Benz, that's some sh*t I foreseen
Come eat me up, suck me up, I send her off
She smoke my weed and got too high
Wore my clothes and she too fly
Rick and Balenci on her
That emo b*tch a stoner
I think that I might love her?
The way she suck me too much, it’s too much
She on some self sabotage sh*t
I'm on some fly, young 'n' turnt sh*t
Vetements, Rick Owens my kicks
I don't gotta flaunt, look at my fit
It's like a hundred thousand on the wrist
I put a hundred thousand on your b*tch
I ain't even flexing I'm just talking sh*t
It’s how I feel (n*gga) when you’re rich
[Chorus]
I just sl*t that b*tch up, I just flood my wrist out
I just flew that b*tch out, LAX to my house
Bad b*tch cap on the net, she wan' come for my head
Ima hit it and dead it, I’m sorry, my bad

[Chorus]
I just sl*t that b*tch up, I just flood my wrist out
I just flew that b*tch out, LAX to my house
Bad b*tch cap on the net, she wan' come for my head
Ima hit it and dead it, I'm sorry, my bad