| Yeah' I’m tryna turn this into somethin' |
| Turn this into somethin' |
| Yeah' I’m tryna to turn this into somethin' |
| Turn this into somethin' |
| And we ain’t tripping on the summer cause the stars out |
| Chrome wheels, candy paint, bring the broads out |
| Yeah I’m tryna turn this into somethin' on the go |
| Holler at my partner for some drank that I could pour |
| Sippin', candy dripping while I’m tippin' on them vogues |
| Horizontal sideways trunk might explode |
| Headed to the spot where the strippers show me love |
| Cause they got them fire wings and I love to grub |
| Trying to get my mind off my bitch back at home |
| Searching for a freaky bopper dying to turn me on |
| Yeah I’m tryna turn this into somethin' for the night |
| Gotta play it safe drop my bait while she bite |
| She sucking and she fucking well, that’s just my type |
| It’s something about that pussy when it’s gushy under lights |
| She claims she knows my name and she seen me out in public |
| Finally got the nerve to speak to me cause she been crushin' |
| Agreeing in whatever that I tell her she’ll bust it |
| I showed her what I’m bout and |
| Turned her out soon as I touched it |
| Yeah I’m tryna turn this into somethin' cause she bout it |
| Pimpin' put her in submission she could never doubt it |
| Stock legs, corn bread fed, she a stallion |
| Drink in my tank turn me up to a thousand |
| Crank it to the max while she shake it from the back |
| Claiming that she dyin' I’mma hit her with this 'Lac |
| Told her turn around and scrub the ground to the beat |
| Set that ass on my lap and whisper this to me |