Turnabout Expensive Taste
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
She don't know what expensive taste is
You want a fix, baby come and taste this
Raf stitches, black laces
(You want a fix, baby come and taste this)
[Verse]
She don't know what expensive taste is
And if you want a fix, baby come and taste this
Raf stitches, black laces
Bad witches, bad pagans
That lil hoe is a homebody
She home alone, f..cking with nobody
Black clothes attached on me
And y'all hoes want sum from me
[Verse]
Yeah, I love when she dance naked
And she chilling with her homegirls in the basement
Baby come over, let's tape it
If you want it, then you gotta take it
When the cops come we ain't make no statements
And I keep a shotgun for my aggravations
You could put the game down, buddy don't play it
Now he laying face-down and you won't save him
Snap pictures from all angles
Real witches leave y'all strangled
[Instrumental]
[Verse]
Your hoe say she know me but I don't know her
Yuh-huh, I'm putting K pins inside my soda
Yuh-huh, when my bro left I was tore up
Yuh-huh, If I get pressed, you get rolled up
Don't trust them, they don't know ya
And always keep a pole so they dont crow ya
And it always be the worst hoes coming close
I'm a witch, I keep a stick, bones, and a toaster
