I told her that she can't *** me like I'm a king, nigga I told her she gotta make love to me like I'm an emperor An emperor Bet I done got money everywhere, nigga, but particularly at Turnpike South It's been a blessing to a young nigga like Renzel Indictment on the way, got Sata on the case When you get your first kilo, it should be on your face Nigga movin' like the mob, 100,000 francs Drop land when you wanna be out on the lake Determined to be one of the fortunate men Bitches come from everywhere, wants to hustle and commence I see you prayin', testifyin', forgot your time Bottom line, your car should get shot up like it was mine 20 grand, but the voodoo let no homie alive My voodoo, they all know the spirits when I be aroused Made it to style and started with a nickel rock Who thought a project nigga get to get a yacht? Two million dollars cash in the Range Rover Overlock at airport, let's get the plane loaded I put it on the Turnpike Gold rim, wood wheel, blue bills duckin' the termites I'ma let one of my bad bitches tell y'all how much paper I got Baby, what we livin' like? 20 houses What else? 50 cars Yeah What I make you feel like? Priceless, baby Oh You live for me? Every day You'll die for me? Uh Double M.G. Turnpike, real earner, Ted Turner Whip it in the kitchen, that boy was a fast learner Time to live it up Two million tucked in that new Bentley truck Ain't too many I can trust, so shooters is a must I reminisce when it was hit or miss I was innocent until I hit a lick Seven figures on a nigga mama couch Don't wanna hear nobody talkin' bout a drought I'm chillin' in the yacht in my Michelin-S Stitches in my britches, 57-S Swishers, you can smell them on the internet Ain't beefin' with nobody cause I'm killin' that I tossed a pistol on a car chase Then walked into the churches like the boy Mase I'm the man out in Barcelona Got a couple bad bitches out in California Real language Biggest Tell these niggas some more ***, bae Baby, you the biggest The biggest boss You're my boss, baby How much money we gon' get? We gon' get all of it, baby We gon' take it all, honey Turnpike, aye Hot You the biggest, baby You the boss Go get a room right out of town and I'm in open shop I'm makin' moves with all my rounds, you better call the cops Second weekend, I just had to go buy me a drop Slick with Martin, I'm in county, you're lickin' his shot Cold games, I gotta step out, I'm on them in furs Yield green, the way I capture the moment with words City mine, I keep the killers to fill up a church Swear to God, a quarter kilo won't get you a verse Bring mine, stay on time, and that's where we resign Meanwhile, we be havin' such a meaningful time Spiritual nigga, baptized up in G5 With bad bitches who idle still with Nicki Minaj Rags to riches, now I move with beautiful women Knew from the beginning one day that I grew to be winnin' If you're lookin' for me, catch me on the turnpike And when you see me, I'ma show you what this work like *** you think this is Turnpike Ike, nigga Isaac Hicks Rest in peace, OG Big Mike Michael Delancey Free Michael Delancey Kenneth Williams Long live Black Bo Carousel of ***, nigga Be a thoughtful nigga There won't ever be a boss as big as you, baby You the biggest The biggest boss You the biggest The biggest boss You the boss You the boss You the boss You the boss You the boss