Turn Up - Yung Simmie

TURN UP, TURN UP, TURN UP, TURN UP, TURN UP, TURN UP, TURN UP, TURN UP

I’m with my white boys we gettin' loose

2 cups ain’t sippin' juice

Eyes low so who is you?

She blew the team I call her blue

In the hood I’m feeling good

Opa Locka we tote them choppas

She need me I don’t need her

He gettin' mad he might need a doctor

I need cake no betty crocker

So I can spin it I got no limit

A crew full of dudes

You ain’t got no women, boy you trippin'

I’m Rico Suave I’m dressed in Linen

Walk in the building smelling like lemons

On stage we getting wild

I’m a grown man but I’m a child

Smoke niggas like black & mild

I say it loud I’m black & proud

Goin' in no comin' out

We puttin' work even in a drought

If I had kids they in her mouth

'Cuz want we chills is what she talking 'bout

I bust a nut can’t feel my legs

I’m layin' down & she walkin' out

I love money, bring it to me

If it ain’t money it’s clean pussy

Turn up then turn out

In the Caddy Daddy we burn-out

Roll a fatty fatty then smoked out

Low key we loced out

Big clips that poke out

Young niggas gon' show out

You are tuned in so welcome

They want me to help 'em

It’s a house party we gettin' naughty

It’s bad bitches I smell 'em

It’s pimp game love no chick

And you know I had to tell 'em

That boy Simmie is so crazy

You better watch your lady

I speak 'bout what I know 'bout

Ain’t no nigga gon' phase me

I do it on the daily but that’s only if they pay me

I just met a girl & I think her name was Hailie

She pulled up in a Mercedes

White on white like Slim Shady

So maybe if you feeling kind of funky tonight

You’ll get slide to my crib where I’m giving that pipe

You can turn on the lights like we bumpin' that future

You like it I know it so I continue to do ya

Let me chop it & screw it

While we sippin' on fluid

Raider the Klan is you down with the movement?

Playin' both sides who you think that you foolin'?

I go stupid in the booth man the niggas start jewelin'