Turn Up lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, uh
Let's go leggo
Turn up turn up
Go dumb on these b*tchass n*ggas

[Chorus]
Smokin' dope, I’m so doped up
With a bad hoe she just pulled up
Don’t mind us, she just roll up
Think the law's lurkin' so hold up
We in it though
Spendin' dough
She a nympho
Shorty gon' go
Got the team with me
So we winnin' hoe, winnin' hoe
Smokin' dope, I’m so doped up
With a bad hoe she just pulled up
Don’t mind us, she just roll up
Think the law's lurkin' so hold up
We in it though
Spendin' dough
She a nympho
Shorty gon' go
Got the team with me
So we winnin' hoe, winnin' ​hoe
[Verse 1]
My team linin’ n*ggas up like cornrows
Bad hoe just wanna slide on us damn that’s a lotta doors
My team winnin’, f*ck yours
Wе takin’ L’s just can’t afford
These f*ck n*ggas, they losin' hard
Thеse f*ck boys just makin' noise
My team, we Killanois
This Chiraq, this Drillanois
Where young n*ggas carry big toys
They slayin' sh*t, they killin' boys
Toe taggin' sh*t real hitters boy
Got a b*tch poppin' her ass off
Let the hoe makin' lips up just to get the sh*t capped off
Opp hoes gettin' at both side
She can get her sh*t whacked off
Big Mac bustin' no Mac Sauce
Red dot a n*gga like Rudolph
Lip gloss n*ggas get smacked off
Just for thinkin' sh*t Gucci
These n*ggas swear they finessin'
Just 'cause they rock Truies
Big long clips like a movie
Her pus*y wet, Jacuzzi
We smokin', smokin' n*ggas like Pookie
Big long clips like a movie
Her pus*y wet, Jacuzzi
We smokin', smokin' dope like Pookie
Pray to God his mama don’t bury him in fake Gucci
Pray to God his mama don’t bury him in fake Louis
Pray to God his mama don’t bury him in fake Truies
'Cause we smokin' smokin' smokin' n*ggas, doobies
[Chorus]
Smokin' dope, I’m so doped up
With a bad hoe she just pulled up
Don’t mind us, she just roll up
Think the law's lurkin' so hold up (Hold uuuup)
We in it though
Spendin' dough
She a nympho
Shorty gon' go
Got the team with me
So we winnin' hoe, winnin' hoe (Yeah)
Smokin' dope, I’m so doped up (Ah)
With a bad hoe she just pulled up
Don’t mind us, she just roll up (Yeah)
Think the law's lurkin' so hold up (Hold uuuup)
We in it though
Spendin' dough
She a nympho (Go crazy)
Shorty gon' go
Got the team with me (Go dumb)
So we winnin' hoe, winnin' ​hoe

[Verse 2]
Coolin' chillin on a opp block
With a opp hoe, gettin' opp top
These f*ck n*ggas don’t smoke dope
She f*ck around with a hot shot
All my shots, top notch
f*ck around with killer
Now I’m smokin on killa
Out here and it all hitters
Got a bad hoe, good dope
We smoke dope, rock like boss
Respect me like the G code
Only thing that matters is the C notes
We cop bricks from my 'migos
Hundred shots, shoot in front the cops
They roll up, that’s a hundred shots
Out here lurkin’, there go the opps
Drumroll, nonstop
I’m Kutthroat, we take blocks
You better find out who popped Roc
Get caught lackin', you get popped
Gotti Block, Gotti Block
My young n*ggas got a lotta opps
I’m out here, with a lotta thots
So much money on fed watch
Gotta know I'm with it
Lame n*ggas they snooze watch
Clip that big banger these f*ck n*ggas they changed on me
Hoe wanna give me top, tell her I don’t wanna f*ck
Get money, f*ck another hoe up
These lame n*ggas they hoed up
L’z, E’z
KTS
We the best