Turkey Bag Video (MV)

Niggas always talkin' fiction, shit that they ain't livin
I be trappin' out the PZ, turkey bag, Thanksgiving
Fifty bowls, turo coupe, cruise control, lane switchin
I just passed a trooper, dirty L's, I'm hopin' they ain't get me
We ain't talkin' trappin, quite frankly, tryna change the subject
I can get that shit gone in a jiffy, I ain't makin' muffins
I can tell the way you set your numbers, you ain't makin' nothin
Jit stuck inside his own endzone, they done gave a touchback
Mm, shit ain't hard, you just gotta get up
I remember I ain't even have no plug
Found me a line, I ain't give a f*ck
Found me a line, that shit wasn't easy
Bruh start taxin' and he threw a buck on it
Don't spend a dime on shit and stack your bread, yeah, that shit work, don't it
Nigga ain't got shit for you if you go flat, yeah, that shit hurt, don't it
She done dolphin dive right on my dick, she said it's her moment
I done stole a nigga bitch like Jose Calderon
I'm up twenty-five eight in this bitch, I need some Adderall
Drunk as f*ck, I'm in the drive-thru, don't get my order wrong
Really, I'm just tryna slide through and get my boulders off
If that pussy good, I'm on a bitch like hydrocortisone
Sometimes I might trick, I just spend it, I ignore the cost