TURN IT TO LONDON Lyrics
Jay Trench
Woo
I’m on a trip, can’t function (Yeah)
Woke up in New York, turn it to London (Ah, yeah)
Woke up in Shanghai, turn it to London (Ah, yeah)
5G satellite, no interruption (Ah, yeah)
Got a bad b, classified, no interruption (Haha)
I can see them in third eye, doin’ too much
“Look, it’s the Psykeman,” No Introduction (Uh-huh)
In their eyes, we’re something beginning with I-(Chyeah)-C3
Uh, been duckin’ the CID (Yeah-yeah)
Two times, A-C-I-D
Yeah, too bad, you can’t get like me (Chyeah)
Mula, got a bag, Chinese
“How did you do that?” (How did you?) Do what?
Ain’t no secret, I just did a stop, way before Gaultier shirts
I used to jump up out the curb, yeah
Go pick up the dirt, yeah
Baggin’ up the work (Yeah-yeah)
I got junkies to serve, yeah (Yeah-yeah)
Said she ain’t ‘in love with me but she who kissed me first (Chyeah)
Inside the whip with a tangerine exterior dessert (Chyeah)
Empty the clip if a man on me, it’s beef, we don’t revert (Pow, uh-huh)
To whom this may concern (Huh?), we smoking you niggas for nun’ (For nun’, chyeah)
I just pulled up in the vampire whip, inside covered in blood (True story)
I just been gettin’ fresh, no stylist
I just been gettin’ fly, no pilot (True story)
I’m on a trip, can’t function (Yeah-yeah)
Woke up in New York, turn it to London (Uh-huh, woo)
Woke up in Shanghai, turn it to London (Chyeah)
5G satellite, no interruption (Uh-huh)
Got a bad b, classified, no interruption
I can see them in third eye, doin’ too much
“Look, it’s the Psykeman,” No Introduction (Look, it’s the Psykeman)
In their eyes, we’re something beginning with I (I)
Uh-huh, yeah (Yeah-yeah)
Uh-huh, yeah (Yeah-yeah)
Uh-huh, yeah (Yeah-yeah)
Uh-huh, yeah (Yeah-yeah)
Uh-huh, yeah (Yeah-yeah)
Uh-huh, yeah (Yeah-yeah)
Uh-huh, yeah (Yeah-yeah)
Uh-huh, yeah (Yeah-yeah)
