Turn Me Up Some

Yeah
Turn me up some
Fuck goin' on?
Yo, Uncle Darren
What up, brother?
Yeah, yeah

Flipmode
See we got a whole-
We got a gift wrapped package for you motherfuckers
Yeah, yo
Yo, yo, yeah, bust it

I stay rippin' a nigga track so hotter than wax, yo
So tell me why you act so
Yo, I max 'cause I make a nigga black
'Til it's time to relax, yo, or 'til you all collapse so
Fuck it, it's hardly that
The God is gettin' tired, you don't wanna say that
Could catch a cardiac relapse, nigga
What? The God is back
So you don't want nothin' no matter how you react
Blows are black and blue, you frontin', you back

Choose whatever the route that you choose
Wounds so horrendous forensics will get to analyzin' the bruise
Blows be never comin' singular, they comin' in twos
My crew be startin' a ruckus once I give 'em the cues
To blast from the triggers that'll bust from all of my dudes
Be the shit that make you niggas wanna battle your shoes
We make you back down, havin' the facts down
With all the noise you be makin'
You could even see the shit on the news
Word up, see you don't know nothin' about it

Turn me up some
Yo, the heat from off the street'll burn you up some
Yo, the shit I'm sure to spit'll hurt you up some
I'm sayin' but you don't know nothin' about it
Turn me up some
Yo, now drink a fifth of 'gnac and hurl it up some
Yo, just bang it in the truck and turn it up some
I'm sayin'

Now watch me dead a nigga fast
Like them bitches with no ass
You corny niggas low class
Yo, I flash on 'em
Then I go and smash couple hoes and then splash on 'em
Flickin' a little ash on 'em

From the blunt we smokin'
Keep a chick chokin'
Got 'em open with flows
I suppose it make 'em soak in they clothes
Keep the shit that make 'em sniff and make 'em open they nose

Got 'em fucked up, stuck just like they strikin' a pose
Yo, we gainin' weight
Nah, it's just my pockets are swoll
From keepin' niggas wildin' while they drivin', smackin' a pole
A one, two, yeah
See, perhaps while I hold me a stack
Hater niggas plot, holdin' me back
Yo, you fool niggas plottin' 'gainst the God
Best be holdin' a strap
'Cause how we comin' through you know it's a wrap

Move with a crew of gorilla dudes who know when to clap
Or blow some shit from off of the earth or the face of the map
Yo, so take that
Once we give it to you ain't no fakin' a jack
It's funny how you find your face in a trap

Little bitch nigga frontin' like he ready to scrap
You better off actin' pussy tryin' to give me a dap
Stayin' focused on fulfillin' a dream
The way we spark up and spit a fire that flame
Probably killin' your team

Fuck it, see now we harbor helicopters

Turn the shit up
If you and your peoples ain't hearin' me proper
I'm sayin', see you don't know nothin' about it

Turn me up some
Yo, the heat from off the street'll burn you up some
Yo, the shit I'm sure to spit'll hurt you up some
I'm sayin' but you don't know nothin' about it
Turn me up some
Yo, now drink a fifth of 'gnac and hurl it up some
Yo, just bang it in the truck and turn it up some