Turn It Up lyrics

[Intro]
Damm, this sh*t good, where the f*ck is the album, bro?
This sh*t been loading for forever, n*gga, come on
(I'm shy, Oh my God)
Oh, this it, right here? For real?
That thing bleedin' to the, you know what I mean? (Wocky slush)
That thing bleedin', P
Shh
Ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, yeah

[Chorus]
I catch a opp and I'm turnin' it up (Ah-ah)
I'ma post bond and get all my stuff
I got that bomb, I'm rollin' it up (Ah-ah)
Ride with some killers, we don't give a f*ck (Ooh, yeah)
I got some drop, I don't wanna crush (Ah-ah)
I got some Wock', but keep it on hush (Ah)
She wanna suck on my di*k 'til I nut
Ride around town with a stick in my trunk (Ooh, yeah)
You smokin' on boof while I'm smokin' on Runtz (Ah-ah)
Double dutch, double down, makin' 'em jump (Ah)
Woah (Ah-ah), woo (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Yeah, I'ma slide, and you gon' die (Ayy)
I'ma jump at your b*tch like, "Surprise,"
I'ma hit it, you know I won't lie, now he dead, in the sky (Yeah)
And his family keep wonderin', "Why?"
Why I'm killin' 'em dead every time
Why I'm doin' these n*ggas so slime
Ain't no cap in my rhymes (Woo, yeah)
I like your b*tch, I hit that from behind
Ballin' like Kobe when I'm in my prime
I can't wait, got me cryin' (Yeah)
Mama told me I'm one of a kind
Bulletproof love, for my n*ggas, I ride
I don't give no f*cks, for my killers I'll die
Put that on bloods, why would I lie?
[Chorus]
I catch a opp and I'm turnin' it up (Ah-ah)
I'ma post bond and get all my stuff
I got that bomb, I'm rollin' it up (Ah-ah)
Ride with some killers, we don't give a f*ck (Ooh, yeah)
I got some drop, I don't wanna crush (Ah-ah)
I got some Wock', but keep it on hush (Ah)
She wanna suck on my di*k 'til I nut
Ride around town with a stick in my trunk (Ooh, yeah)
You smokin' on boof while I'm smokin' on Runtz (Ah-ah)

[Verse 2]
(Let's go, let's go)
Gucci bag, Louis bag, Fendi bag, fill it with racks
I'm f*ckin' this b*tch from the back (Back)
When we f*ckin', I'm screamin' out, "Slatt,"
I slimed him out but I did it for Jack (Did it for Jack)
I'm servin' dog and I'm servin' crack (Yeah)
Walkin' 'em down if he got a sack
Trippin' like Trippie, I came with a MAC
Came with my dogs, and they gon' attack
You n*ggas flawed, ain't livin' like that (Nah)
I fell in love with that .40, I call it my bae (Bae)
Whole lotta wack, you n*ggas is gay
Load up the choppa, I'm lettin' it spray
Told her, "We f*ckin', I don't do"— huh
Told her, "We f*ckin', I don't do dates"
Feel like my birthday, I'm gettin' this cake
I been rockin' Supreme, Off-White, and that BAPE
Sippin' on lean, I just love the taste
She suckin' my di*k so I nut in her face
I got a lawyer and I beat the case
Get on the floor before I spray the place (Grrah)
n*gga, ain't nobody safe, b*tch
[Chorus]
I catch a opp and I'm turnin' it up (Ah-ah)
I'ma post bond and get all my stuff
I got that bomb, I'm rollin' it up (Ah-ah)
Ride with some killers, we don't give a f*ck (Ooh, yeah)
I got some drop, I don't wanna crush (Ah-ah)
I got some Wock', but keep it on hush (Ah)

[Outro]
(I love you, Savage)