TURNINUP Lyrics – Destroy Lonely
(Perfect)
Yeah-yeah (Let’s go), hell yeah (Let’s go)
Hell yeah (Let’s go), hell yeah (Let’s go)
Yeah-yeah (Let’s go), hell yeah (Let’s go)
Yeah-yeah (Let’s go), yeah-yeah (Let’s go)
Oh, yeah, she just let me hit, yeah, then she *** my brothers
Yeah, and we in this ***, oh, yeah, bit’, we turnin’ up
Yeah, bit’, we goin’ up, tell ’em, “Pour some red all up in my cup”
In my bed, she turned to a ***, when I’m in my head, ***, I’m on the run
Hell nah, we not gang, hell nah, you not with us
Hell nah, it ain’t changed, I just got a bag, went and ran it up
On the scale, ***, this all that gas, go and get that gas, ***, and roll it up
Yeah, I’m hell, ***, and that’s fact, and it’s really true that I don’t give a ***
Yes, I’m forward, I’m not backin’ up
She so forward, she start backin’ up
Test my gang, then we shoot it up
Touch my chain, and we goin’ up
I won’t play with these lil’ niggas, yeah, we make a change when we come in here
I won’t play with you, lil’ baby, wanna be my bae, yeah, come over here
Yeah, this cash, yeah, it make me smile
I was down bad for awhile
They my sons, I don’t got a child
I made her ***, now that bit’ like, “Wow”
I done made some money sittin’ in the house
These niggas, they hatin’ on me, run they mouth
Yeah, I *** around with them ***’ rounds
You *** around, get smoked like little mouse
Oh, yeah, she just let me hit, yeah, then she *** my brothers
Yeah, and we in this ***, oh, yeah, bit’, we turnin’ up
Yeah, bit’, we goin’ up, tell ’em, “Pour some red all up in my cup”
In my bed, she turned to a ***, when I’m in my head, ***, I’m on the run
Bread, yeah, I run it up, hell yeah, I run it up
I was in the mud for a long time, yeah, I had to grind, I’m not givin’ up
Everyone got their time, yeah, it’s gon’ come, and I shine, somethin’ like the sun
She not mine, she just let me ***, yeah, if it’s my time, then I gotta stunt
Problems, no, I don’t got none
Dollars, yeah, we havin’ funds
And I rock black and white just like a nun
Don’t know what he rockin’, that *** ain’t nun’
Don’t know why she *** with that, that *** ain’t nun’
And she wanna come a’ound here and *** with us
We havin’ super sticks like Pack-a-Punch
And I pour two lines of lean, not sippin’ punch
I put CELINE on me, and Saint Laurent
My shooter, he stay with me, and keep his ***
Lil’ ***, don’t play with me, I’m not the one
And they just *** with me cause I’m the one
Oh, yeah, she just let me hit, yeah, then she *** my brothers
Yeah, and we in this ***, oh, yeah, bit’, we turnin’ up
Yeah, bit’, we goin’ up, tell ’em, “Pour some red all up in my cup”
In my bed, she turned to a ***, when I’m in my head, ***, I’m on the run
Oh, yeah, she just let me hit, yeah, then she *** my brothers
Yeah, and we in this ***, oh, yeah, bit’, we turnin’ up
Yeah, bit’, we goin’ up, tell ’em, “Pour some red all up in my cup”
In my bed, she turned to a ***, when I’m in my head, ***, I’m on the run
Oh, yeah, she just let me hit, yeah, then she *** my brothers
Yeah, and we in this ***, oh, yeah, bit’, we turnin’ up
Yeah, bit’, we goin’ up, tell ’em, “Pour some red all up in my cup”
In my bed, she turned to a ***, when I’m in my head, ***, I’m on the run