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[Intro: Yung Skayda] Your eyes are so red it's so cute Bo- bo- boxcutters [Verse 1: Karm The Tool] You can't even get started You cannot top me even at your hardest Boy, you know you ain’t shit, you just look like an artist I’m sick I might put the red paint on ‘em just like a target I’m upset I don’t sip green no more thought I was the goblin got me sick I am a fiend for poison I feel like I’m Gargen Talking all that shit Talking all that jargon Shorty try say I’m toxic Man I feel just like Carnage Any n***a that wanna talk shit He get turned to a carcass My boy came with the mop He lit ‘em up like arson I can't rest now ops is lurkin' These n***as talk down but can’t say it in person I put that work in I put my foot down, I hope I hurt thеm I put my foot down, hoe that’s Persian All of my demons gon’ cursе him I sent my n***as to clean, detergent All of my money blue just like the Earth I got my head in the clouds boy high as a kite now ya shawty she tryna come flirt I told her bands have to come first Entree before dessert Like where is yo man? Left him on the curb By now woulda thought he would learn Here's what I stole Here's what I earned Here's all the money that come with a curse -Stole -stole Here's what I earned Here's all the money that come with a curse -stole -stole [Chorus: Yung Skayda] Turn it up, I’m ‘bouta fly Turn it up, I’m ‘bouta fly- [Verse 2: Yung Skayda] You know how I rock Pull up to my show on my rock shit Little bitch say she want smoke I told her she could if she suck dick Get her out of my spot Cause she blowing up where my spot is I feel like a punk star I think I need me a rock bitch Enter my whip I smoke a blunt now I'm out of my brain I be smoking yeah I'm in the skies Smoking to much I be frying my mind I got it stuck in my veins I'm used to smoking to numb all the pain It's the same reason bro all of the game We be up till we causing hate She wanna roll up she go with the fiends I'm 'bouta roll up and we all 'bouta die I just be smoking the pack till I lean Damn I'm so tired, can't open my eye I wanna turn this bitch up it's a party Swing round your head we be looking gnarly Yeah, caught a body, caught a body Knee to his nose now that boy is nodding Turn up, I'm getting so turnt up Got them drugs, I'm clutching my burner Drink pink and my weed is purple My wish is on command, Timmy Turner Sipping on drink, It was purple With the blue Tommy [?] just like [?] Get beam and I commit a murder Play a game and I commit a murder Beam with the [?] And that shit blowing up in your face With a beam, or the bass It got me and I'm upping the place What you mean? What you like? She know I can't offer a taste She a freak, with her face And her body I tug by the waist [Chorus: Yung Skayda] Turn it up, I’m ‘bouta fly, yeah Turn it up, I’m ‘bouta fly, yeah [Outro: Yung Skayda & Karm The Tool] Run it up I'm 'bouta- Run it up I'm 'bouta- Run it up until I die Do it 'cause I wanna- Do it 'cause I wanna- Do it 'cause I wanna die I'm finna slide Lasers, oh my god I'm taking us to see god You can't even get started You cannot top me even at your hardest You can't even get started You cannot top me even at your hardest You can't even get started You cannot top me even at your hardest You can't even get started You cannot top me even at your hardest You can't even get started You cannot top me even at your hardest