RetcH — YungTurnUp

Aye you feel me? Like we gonna make this shit some, nahmean, some dope shit, like improv shit Like [Hook: RetcH] Uh, yung, yung, turn up Yung, yung, yung, turn up Yung, yung, yung, turn up Yung, yung, yung, turn up Yung, yung, yung, turn up Yung, yung, yung, turn up Yung, yung, yung, turn up Yung, yung, yung [Verse 1: RetcH] Wanna know what happen when you cross me? Bang, bang, no Chief Keef Throw 'em in the Lake with Shorty K from the Chi' And my nigga D-A-DOLLA, that's my motherfucking guy Yeah we in the fucking booth, getting motherfucking high Off a cup of purp, feeling motherfucking right Really off the purp, I ain't say it cause it rhyme Yeah these fucking rap niggas, they don't live a life of crime But I'm still up and running cause I’m still up in coming So everything you talking about you did it, bruh, I does it Do it, do it, I motherfucking do it Riding no L’s, making stops in a Buick Everything I made last night, bruh, I blew it Fuck it, think about some days that I couldn’t Pull my dick out and I made the bitch do it When she swore up and down on the cross that she wouldn't Ha, now you going to Hell, bitch Remember all them fucking cold nights in the cell, bitch You know how it feel to wake up in the cell, bitch? So when I'm on my bully don't be thinking I'm selfish Nah bitch, cause I know what I dealt with Talking out your lip like you're trying to get dealt with These other niggas crabs, I ain't fucking with shellfish Thinking I'm a rapper but really I sell shit [Hook: RetcH and (Da$H)] Yung, yung, yung, turn up (This that) Yung, yung, yung, turn up Yung, yung, yung, turn up (This that) Yung, yung, yung, turn up (Yung, yung, yung, turn up) Yung, yung, yung, turn up Turn up Turn up (Turn up) Turn up (Turn up) Turn up (Turn up) Turn up (Turn up) (Yeah) Turn up (So) [Verse 2: Da$H] Volume on zero, nigga talking 'bout he turnt up Perc' in my purp, nigga 'bout to get slurped up Burnt nigga from the turf Chump wavy motherfucker hoes talking 'bout surf's up Flier than yesterday, higher than yesterday Run through my enemies, seeing who next to pay Blunt in my mouth, see which bitch next to lay next to me Long as her head is especially good Rolling up a Backwood, like you should And I'm high as hell, know why it sell Shouts out to Q, room 22 at the fountain blue And they blowing lines, popping pills Drop a ounce in the Rémy so they know it's real Hoe went down on me like a Navy SEAL No coming up for air, thought she had the gills So I put the rail away and I skated Y.N.R.E. what I'm claiming Prescriptions got me sedated Throat on the counter, so bitch we ain’t dating Fuck is you saying, talking 'bout you better than who? Fuck being a crip but your [?] Only time a young nigga catching the blues H’z [Hook: RetcH] Yung, yung, yung, turn up Yung, yung, yung, turn up Yung, yung, yung, turn up Yung, yung, yung, turn up Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up Yung, yung, yung, turn up Yung, yung, yung, turn up [Verse 3: Shorty K] All I know is getting cash bitch Fucking hoes and hitting Saks Fifth These niggas hate and I love that shit But stay off my dick cause it's in your bitch I'm on paper so I'm on the drops But I'm on this paper, that's why I own a drop I'm 'bout that bitch, take a photo op Off lean I move like RoboCop Nigga why she bald, CNT Bitch give me head, DDT She fuck me good then roll my tree And she got a man, EVE My neck hurt, this big chain I'm a little nigga with that big change Nigga think that I'm a quick stain And just put the chop on my bitch name I'm swagging out in them red bottoms I keep spikes, mixed game In the club with a hundred bottles Standing on the couch, Rick James Turnt up with my New York niggas Foreign bitch, she a Euro, nigga Only thing I fear is that bureau, nigga Hoe try me, and you're a mural, nigga Uh [Outro: Da$H] That’s that work