D Savage - Turn It Up lyrics

[Intro] Damm, this sh*t good, where the fu*k is the album, bro? This sh*t been loading for forever, ni**a, come on (I'm shy, Oh my God) Oh, this it, right here? For real? That thing bleedin' to the, you know what I mean? (Wocky slush) That thing bleedin', P Shh Ah-ah, ah Ah-ah, ah Ah-ah, yeah [Chorus] I catch a opp and I'm turnin' it up (Ah-ah), I'ma post bond and get all my stuff I got that bomb, I'm rollin' it up (Ah-ah), ride with some killers, we don't give a fu*k (Ooh, yeah) I got some drop, I don't wanna crush (Ah-ah) I got some Wock', but keep it on hush (Ah) She wanna su*k on my dick 'til I nut, ride around town with a stick in my trunk (Ooh, yeah) You smokin' on boof while I'm smokin' on Runtz (Ah-ah) Double dutch, double down, makin' 'em jump (Ah) Woah (Ah-ah), woo (Yeah) [Verse 1] Yeah, I'ma slide, and you gon' die (Ayy), I'ma jump out at your b*tch like, "Surprise," I'ma hit it, you know I won't lie, now he dead, in the sky And his family keep wonderin', "Why?" Why I'm killin' dead everytime Why I'm doin' these ni**as so slime Ain't no cap in my rhymes (Woo, yeah) I like your b*tch, I hit that from behind Ballin' like Kobe when I'm in my prime I can't wait, got me cryin' Mama told me I'm one of a kind Bulletproof love, for my ni**as, I ride I don't give no fu*ks, for my killers I'll die Put that on bloods, why would I lie? [Chorus] I catch a opp and I'm turnin' it up (Ah-ah), I'ma post bond and get all my stuff I got that bomb, I'm rollin' it up (Ah-ah), ride with some killers, we don't give a fu*k (Ooh, yeah) I got some drop, I don't wanna crush (Ah-ah) I got some Wock', but keep it on hush (Ah) She wanna su*k on my dick 'til I nut, ride around town with a stick in my trunk (Ooh, yeah) You smokin' on boof while I'm smokin' on Runtz (Ah-ah) [Verse 2] Gucci bag, Louis bag, Fendi bag, fill it with racks I'm fu*kin' this b*tch from the back When we fu*kin', I'm screamin' out, "Slatt," I slimed him out but I did it for Jack I'm servin' dog and I'm servin' crack Walkin' 'em down if he got a sack Trippin' like Trippie, I came with a MAC Came with my dogs, and they don' attack You ni**as flawed, ain't livin' like that I fell in love with that .40, I call it my bae Whole lotta wack, you ni**as is gay Load up the choppa, I'm lettin' it spray Told her, "We fu*kin', I don't do, huh," Told her, "We fu*kin', I don't do dates," Feel like my birthday, I'm gettin' this cake I been rockin' Supreme, Off-White, and that BAPE Sippin' on lean, I just love the taste She su*kin' my dick so I nut in her face I got a lawyer and I beat the case Get on the floor before I spray the place ni**a, ain't nobody safe, b*tch [Chorus] I catch a opp and I'm turnin' it up (Ah-ah), I'ma post bond and get all my stuff I got that bomb, I'm rollin' it up (Ah-ah), ride with some killers, we don't give a fu*k (Ooh, yeah) I got some drop, I don't wanna crush (Ah-ah) I got some Wock', but keep it on hush (Ah) [Outro] (I love you, Savage)