T U R B O

Red and black on my fabric
Custom, brand new jacket
Flying fast like a falcon
Burning gas like a dragon
DoeGang Mafia
Tears on the floor from the drip
Walk-in, my shawty on my hip
She real bad, glitter on her lip
See you watching, ay don’t trip
Bass on full
Make the room shake
Dancefloor crazy
Like an earthquake
Flow so wavy
Iceberg break
Gotta get the gravy
Big full plate
Hit on the gas, not the brake
Space coupe jet, parked straight by the lake
Chain shine bright, big bright snowflakes
Burnout clouds leave opps in the wake
Running like a race, only 1st place
Crew so deep scuba tanks in the base
Caviar spilled on seats in the back
Don’t do diesel, this shit called gas