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March 14, 2025 at 7:25 PMv4
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*(Intro)* Yuh, ayy, fuck it, fuck it (Skrrt!) Turn this bitch up, don’t touch my shit (Woo!) Let’s go, uh, fuckin’ it up (Huh, huh!) Ayy, who want smoke? (Who?!) Shut the fuck up! (Okay!) *(Chorus)* Turn up! (Ayy) Turn up! (Bitch!) We in this hoe (Hoe), bottles up (What?!) Turn up! (Yuh) Turn up! (Ayy!) All my dawgs (Dawgs), fuck it up (Turn up!) Turn up! (Bitch) Turn up! (Skrrt!) Lit all night (Night), fucked as fuck (Woo!) Turn up! (What?) Turn up! (Yuh!) Big ass racks (Racks), bands in the truck (Let’s go!) *(Verse 1)* Ayy, rollin’ deep, iced-out teeth (Teeth!) Chain so heavy, make my neck weak (Shit!) Double cup, got me lit, I can’t speak (Damn!) Fuck yo’ opinion, bitch, I’m elite (Facts!) Pull up, skrrt, in a matte black Jeep (Jeep!) Wrist so cold, got frost on me (Brrr!) Told lil’ ho, “Sit down, take a seat” (Shut up!) She said, “Daddy chill,” I said, “Fuck you mean?” (Huh?!) Poppin’ my shit, no chill, all gas (Woo!) Diamonds on shine, can’t see yo’ ass (Blind!) Fuck a fake friend, they snakes, they trash (Trash!) Run my bag up, I’m first, not last (Let’s go!) *(Bridge)* Whoa, whoa, whoa (Shit), hands up high (Yuh!) Whoa, whoa, whoa (Bitch!), touchin’ the sky (Sky!) Drip too hard, don’t drown, no lie (No lie!) Fuck yo’ squad, they can all just die (Die!) *(Chorus)* Turn up! (Ayy) Turn up! (Bitch!) We in this hoe (Hoe), bottles up (What?!) Turn up! (Yuh) Turn up! (Ayy!) All my dawgs (Dawgs), fuck it up (Turn up!) Turn up! (Bitch) Turn up! (Skrrt!) Lit all night (Night), fucked as fuck (Woo!) Turn up! (What?) Turn up! (Yuh!) Big ass racks (Racks), bands in the truck (Let’s go!) *(Verse 2)* Ayy, fuck yo’ lane, I’m swervin’ fast (Skrrt!) Countin’ this bread while you kiss my ass (Shit!) Pockets obese, y’all pockets flat (Flat!) Y’all hoes mad, that’s just big facts (Facts!) Sippin’ that shit, two-tone my Sprite (Woo!) Blowin’ up phones, ho, not tonight (Nah!) Fuck yo’ opinion, I’m on my grind (Grind!) Talkin’ that shit? Get hit on sight (Bitch!) Ayy, bad bitch thick like Megan (Damn!) Said she want a boss, I’m the one she beggin’ (Me!) Fuck them ops, they broke, they stressin’ (What?) We too up, no room for flexin’ (Let’s go!) *(Outro)* Turn up, turn up, lights go dumb (Yuh!) Bass hit hard, make yo’ whole clique run (Bitch!) Ayy, whole club lit, we ain’t done (What?!) TURN UP!! (TURN UP!!) till the fuckin’ sun (Woo!) *(Ad-libs fade out: Fuck it, skrrt, bitch, yuh, ho, woo, shut up, let’s go!)*