57 Pixels - Turn Me Up lyrics

[Verse 1] Testing; strike the side of my matchbox Smoke so much dank you won't believe it like Sasquatch I'd say it's my last shot, but that bottle's half empty It's awful how you see me, I ain't docile it's what-e-v S, this boggles up then secretes So powerful you can feel it wobble in the cement I held you while your tonsils left you bleedin' The way you act is like how brothels attract weak men Word, you make me a palegic, take me and my secrets And hate that I'm a demon For f**'s sake, I'm a route that is scenic Saw you when I got vilemic, I'm not trying to be comedic You're, rocky and I'm sea sick Stop me when I'm leavin', but watching all the same I'm, not me when I'm with you co*ky and I diss you, but watching all the same [Hook]x2 Yo, turn me up some Yo, turn me up some Yo, turn me up some Turn me up some, turn me up some [Verse 2] Testing; spitting the same sh** like backwash Weed so hairy you won't believe it like Sasquatch My heart's in a padlock, my lyrics on laptops My ability to rap it like a black on black backdrop Look, if the LC had a mascot, you know it would be me If anyone's in snapshots, you know it would be me There's parties in backyards, you know it would be me And a mind full of ramparts, you know it would be me Now, back to the real sh** I'm not b**hing man I'm just tired of having to deal with How much you hate my life an all of the trill sh** I do, your words aren't working because this blunt still lit And my stomach won't burn enough rum I thought I figured it out but I'm still learning love from How I feel for you and my concern for young ones Just quiet down move that dial round and turn me up some [Hook]x2 Yo, turn me up some Yo, turn me up some Yo, turn me up some Turn me up some, turn me up some