[Intro]
BOW E-N-T yeah bitch that's the label
Tell 'em Turtle say we on like cable
Friends can turn foes once it's money on the table
Clips full of wings turn these boys into angels

[Verse 1 : Turtle]
Turtle NoJoke probly somewhere the cash at
Ru-Rule number 1, n***a ash before you pass that
Pockets hella thickin' lil mama frame matchin'
Deepin' through trafic dam I miss my ex
But what if ? What if ? Wha-what if these n***as snitch ?
Then I'm gon' do 10 and spend time in a state pen
No I don't need that, chill out like relax
When it's killin' season you always on defense
Ri-ridin' round in that black truck, smellin' like death bruh
Windows up, tint on 'em
Blunt got lips on it
Cup on, [?] sippin' on the hot box section
Make the climbin' so ridiculous
And now I can't breathe or can't see
Thinkin' to myself it must be a space [?]
Cop pull us over, quick turn on the AC
And stay away from the haters and the bitches that waste weed
[?] green

[Hook : Turtle]
Overdose, overdose of the liquor
I'm still creamin' fuck them n***as
Blunts to the head
Steady holding on middle fingers [?]
[?] and the winners fuckin' with the winners
Man fuck them n***as, F-Fuck them n***as
Fuck them n***as, If they ain't my n***as


[Verse 2 : Turtle]
This for the n***as that you hate
When you see 'em there's a problem
That's he say that she said them words around the town
That talkin' over the internet when you see him he get soundless
Boy you on that clown shit, you my son you grounded
Hop up in the Range, roll the windows up
Smoke a lil weed [?] in the cup
My shit playin' volume all the way up
Check the BOW startin' fire they go all of famous


[Verse 3 : Price]
I welcome y'all to impeccable [?] Givenchy sweater, star league
Benzo for my car leak and I don't know how you are [?]
Posted with G Marley, get drunk and we party
And I stay strapped like car seats
Now I rap over them hard beats
Like
[Verse 4 : Oktane]
I heard I was the one that you was waitin' on
The homies always tell me I been takin' long
You shoulda known that I wouldn't keep you waitin' long
Now your favorite rappers finally got up in your favorite song

[Verse 5 : Price]
Favorite song is a fact, B-O-Dub on the map
Start makin' it clap, go head get ratchet
Yeah never gettin' attached, get the ones that's there
Ballin' out to the max, better check my stats

[Verse 6 : Oktane]
Yeah I aim it's no [?]
Cause I got this game in my pocket
And if your girlfriend is hot and [?] that she watchin'
And yeah you might be an option
Think you [?] stinkin' and you poppin'
But if you ain't Turtle, Price or Oktane
Do us all a favor and stop it
I'll make you


[Hook : Turtle]
Overdose, overdose of the liquor
I'm still screamin' fuck them n***as
Blunts to the head
Steady holding on middle fingers [?]
[?] and the winners fuckin' with the winners
Man fuck them n***as, F-Fuck them n***as
Fuck them n***as, If they ain't my n***as