TURN IT UP

Turn it up

Turn it up

Turn it up

Turn it up

Yeah, huh

Sad man

I'm feeling like Batman

She know I'm a bad man

Get money like lap dance

Yeah, yeah, two digits

I got two girls, and they too different

Two, two ups

R.I.P. my **** Two

Shawty, she know I got two ups

Baby, I don't give like two f—

I am an ape

Bet these **** gon' hate

Bet I'm dunking like Nate

Told that **** to—

Put the work in the attic

Put the work in the attic

Tell that boy I don't have it

Pass that brick like I'm magic

Man, I'm off of the magic

Caught that boy, he was lacking

Heard they caught him in traffic

I was thumbing through the—

I was thumbing through the stacks, for real

I've been running on the—

I've been running on the track, for real

I ain't ever really lack, for real

You ain't ever touched a pack, for real

Couple **** had my back, for real

Now I'm 'bout to pay them back, for real

**** talking, where they at?

Shawty tryna front me back, ew

I've been getting to this dough, for real

Shawty know I'm getting that, for real

Baby, tell me what you think, for real

Diamonds coming out the sink, for real

Shawty pull up, tryna link, for real

All my **** wearing mink

Huh, yeah, okay

Yeah, okay, yeah, for real

Huh, yeah, yeah, for real, yeah, yeah

Yeah, for real, yeah, for real, yeah, for real

I tell that **** I pull up for real

Shawty, she pull up, she looking for real

Me and my ****, we getting this money, I'm telling the label to keep they lil' deal

Me and my ****, we getting this money, I'm telling my **** I'm really for real

For real

For real

For real

For real

He popped the seal

We out the fields

I'm a whale, you krill

I tell lil' shawty to chill

Me and my ****, we getting this money, y'all **** been popping the pills

Yeah, he popping them pills

I'm making some mills

I make it for real

I'm cooking some meals

I'm in for the kill, it's seven to nil

My ****, they real

She know I'm Jamaican, I tell her to bill

I'm praying to God 'cause he giving me thrill

Put the work in the—

Put the work in the attic

Put the work in the attic

Put the work in the attic

And these **** don't—

Yeah, ****, they really don't have it, yeah

Passing the ball like I'm Dragić, yeah

Shawty pull up and I tap it, yeah

Shawty pull up and I tap it, yeah, yeah

These ain't mess with us

Yeah, these **** can't mess with us

Yeah, these **** can't test with us

Promise we skirt off in Teslas

Promise I grip like test, yeah

Shawty she grip it like wrestlers

Me and my ****, yeah

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

Yeah, she doing her best, yeah, yeah

I put it in rest, yeah, yeah

My **** the best, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

These ****, they goofy

Stretchin' in bread like I'm Luffy

And then shawty pull up and she moody

Told her shut up and show me that booty

Boobies

****, they getting too stupid

Told 'em shut up, I don't deal with groupies