Turner Field (Stadiums) (Explicit) - YFN Lucci
Lyrics by：Alex Petit/Rayshawn Bennett
Produced by：CashMoneyAP/Relly Made
Too many real ones locked up
I want them niggas to hear this from stadium to stadium
Free Major Grams
Free Shell
Free Poochie
Gangsta Grillz
Free Pookie-Pook
Free my nigga kenny
Free 20 Dog and free Maro
Free the whole Edison gang
Free my nigga Q Money
Look two cups of Promethazine got me faded
Big boss worth a couple mill ***** I made it
Uh Super Bowl ring and my cup look like the stadium yeah
I remember we used to hustle by the stadium
Bendin' blocks and runnin' from the cops yeah uh
I remember ridin' in hotboxes yeah uh
Ay we were somewhere tryna pop and lock
Pop and lock
We spot it out then we gon' pop the top
Made eighty thousand on the auto mall on that boy
I can't **** with none of you lil' suckas
You niggas lollipops
And we good at poppin' Glocks
My lil' brother Jay caught a body
He don't know how to stop
I'm trappin' ***** I might run off
Uh we be in the 'partment
We got hard and soft
Used to pull out get a ten come back
And break you off
Now my leather real soft now
I'm prolly at Weezy house
I put VVs in my mouth my potna cold clean you out yeah
We made it this far nigga we stars uh huh
Plus I hold the chopper like I hold a guitar yeah
Now I pull strings like a guitar
That lean got me throwed off BG just like O-dogg yeah
Look two cups of promethazine got me faded
Big boss worth a couple mill ***** I made it
Uh super bowl ring and my cup look like the stadium yeah
I remember we used to hustle by the stadium
Look two cups of promethazine got me faded
Big boss worth a couple mill ***** I made it
Uh super bowl ring and my cup look like the stadium yeah
I remember we used to hustle by the stadium
Ay you think we just gon' sit here and starve
**** wrong with y'all nah
Think we ain't gon' play by my dawg
What wrong with y'all
We ain't got no pressure slangin' gun
**** the law huh
If we ain't got no paper
We gon' go sell the raw
Call my youngin
They pull up with stick sell 'em somethin'
Only for the money
They tryna take holmes head off uh
From where we comin'
You know we so hard head y'all
I lost my cousin to a *****
And my cousin wasn't even involved
I'm thuggin' ready for war what else
They ain't care about my nigga
Why the **** should I care about y'alls
**** it go kill 'em all uh
Raised up in public houses
With no room on the bed
We had to sleep on the couches yeah
Now we in the club
I got my foot on the couch and ****
My nigga dead
We gotta shoot up they house and ****
They like
We train with the feds
We don't know how to miss
Only med sippin' red
I don't know how to quit yeah
Look two cups of promethazine got me faded
Big boss worth a couple mill ***** I made it
Uh super bowl ring and my cup look like the stadium yeah
I remember we used to hustle by the stadium
Look two cups of promethazine got me faded
Big boss worth a couple mill ***** I made it
Uh super bowl ring and my cup look like the stadium yeah
I remember we used to hustle by the stadium
Yeah
Rest in peace gino
I remember we used to hustle by the stadium
Yeah yeah
