In a world where fairytales meet the gritty reality of the streets, we find ourselves in the paradoxical narrative spun by Desiigner. The protagonist, Tiimmy Turner, is no innocent cartoon character but a hardened individual yearning for a 'burner' (slang for firearm). This dark wish stems from his desire to eliminate all threats around him - a survival instinct born out of his harsh environment. However, he's aware that this violent path may lead his soul straight into the furnace - symbolizing hell or eternal damnation. Amidst this chaos, he finds solace and distraction in materialism and hedonistic pleasures represented by BET and wilding for wallets. His story is a stark reminder of how circumstances can morph innocence into something much darker. It’s like watching Fairly Odd Parents in Compton!
Tiimmy Turner
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Vador)
Little Timmy Turner
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
He was wishin' for a burner
To kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Fuck bitch on BET
Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
Kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
He was wishin' for a burner
To kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Fuck bitch on BET
Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
Kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
Young boy walkin', wishin' for a burner
Four, five, six, ten ratchets on 'em
Ten niggas with 'em, ten clappin' on 'em
Dead niggas with 'em, dead niggas, get 'em
Four-five rip 'em, four-five zip 'em
You talk money, young niggas with 'em
Young niggas get 'em, beluga, beluga, beluga
I fell in love with the Ruger
I fell in love with my jeweler
I fell in love with the mula
Banana clips is going through ya
It's all about the rule, it's all about the move, all about the rules
Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
He was wishin' for a burner
To kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Fuck bitch on BET
Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
Kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
He was wishin' for a burner
To kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Fuck bitch on BET
Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
Kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
Tiimmy (git, git, git)
Tiimmy Turner (git, git, git)
Eh, yeah he wish had a burner
Young nigga move and he kill with confirma
You get hit, nigga, left with earner
Choppa move, nigga, both want it
You get hit down in both summers
I got niggas rollin' dat would be dead with it
Choppa move, nigga, roll him with it
You be choke down, roll, load and get
Hit a nigga up, reload the semi
Gotta flow over demon
Thinking all about Tiimmy
Just the thought of them with me
All my killas said they with me
Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
He was wishin' for a burner
To kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Fuck bitch on BET
Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
Kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
He was wishin' for a burner
To kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Fuck bitch on BET
Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
Kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
He was wishin' for a burner
To kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Fuck bitch on BET
Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
Kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
He was wishin' for a burner
To kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Fuck bitch on BET
Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
Kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
He was wishin' for a burner
To kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Fuck bitch on BET
Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
Kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
He was wishin' for a burner
To kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Fuck bitch on BET
Had me wildin', she fuckin' on BET, wildin' for wallet
Kill everybody walkin'
He knows that his soul in the furnace
Tiimmy, Tiimmy, Tiimmy Turner
Writer(s): Sidney Royel Selby, Michael Dean
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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