TURF lyrics

[Verse 1: Ruben Slikk]
Who the f*ck you know round here wit' the Prada?
Promethazine, ask ho for the gwalla
One five one eight for the f*ckin' eighter
Promethazine wit' purrp, Darth Vader
Yeah, wit' the goddamn Darth mobb syrup, syrup
Everybody love it when you dip it in the syrup
Smoke a lil' weed wit' yo n*gga, that'll twerk him
Put a lil' codeine on yo n*gga, then get workin'
Shawty comin' up like, "30 for the offski"
Came in the trap wit' the cheat code [?]
n*gga, I got two, could you hook it up wit' a beam?
Shawty has to sip, so I had to get some green lean
Just to take the weed for thе lean that I'm coppin'
Everybody know me, I'ma slidе for my patna

[Chorus: Ruben Slikk]
Work yo damn wrist, work yo damn wrist
Ice chain glist, chain glist
Work yo damn wrist, work yo damn wrist
Earring and my wrist, ring all glist
Work yo damn wrist

[Verse 2:??]
Came in this b*tch, feelin' so high
My eyes low, I'm super high
I don't give a f*ck, wit' a bad b*tch
She look like Penny Proud, she ain't average
Yeah, b*tch, I think I'm [?]
Talkin' sh*t, 'bout my boys, can't none stop this
Came in wit' the brand new Adidas
They Y3's, n*gga, you can't see this
My shoes and my jacket both Japanese
And my b*tch on the side she is Japanese
I ain't scared, b*tch, I got the strap on me
And my n*gga Slikk down to slap a b*tch for me
Yeah, it's pizza stealin' f*ckin' monkeys
The yoppers in this b*tch, we keep it funky