Audio Push - Turn My Music Up lyrics

I'm a go right in. Look [Verse 1: Oktane] 40 call it oil me I'm sippin' on that vinegar Darks and lights get it together Yo girl want me I'm gettin' her So turn music up because I like my iish loud And bring yo girl here because I like yo girl now And she gone bring it now because now's betta than later And I caint remeber the last time I thought about a hater So I'm out here get it in, I suggest you pop it with me And yo girl like push ups she gone drop and give me 50 She say she really think that I'm the best right now And I'm the reason her boyfriend got dreads right now I told her that's really h*mo and besides that I don't know em And she said never that I jus seen you and I made him grow em Alright let me slow it down I'm swaggin' too tough Tats out and my mama say I be saggin' too much I laugh at rappers that say Oktane be braggin' too much Boy I'm the best at this rappin' and when you rappin' you s** Even though I feel like there's no competition to me I focus cause the tell me there's competition to be They tell me play your position my position's the peak And, my brain's the only composition for heat Because all I see is money and I count it everyday And boy I barely got to April and I'm all booked up for May So tell me how ya face lookin' baby what you gone say And if you listenin' my verses cost potna better pay (I tell 'em) [Chorus] Turn my music up [x8] [Verse 2: Price Tag] Eight-o-eights and loud snares I'm a fan of that Yea you gone be losin' yo girl chosin' once the camera snaps Can't touch this watch me hit 'em with the hammer rap This beat bang show me where the bandana at I make moves on you dudes and watch you lolly gag B.O.Dub we got em mad money bag with a lot of cash Yo hottie pa** she highly glad Body stashed in a bodybag I take fees on the daily and I make beats with a lot of swagg Girl you know my song why I gotta play it Spittin' on you n***as they like say it don't spray it Wodie came to the crib and I had to night and day it Video on youtube and she love to replay it You want the beat k**ed audio gone get it done We just bring the heat like a bullet from a prison gun Price check the prints just the brother of a peasant son Ex girl badder than your future and your present one Shouts to my girl Weeby she love me when she see me My music up so loud and all the cars around go beep beep I got a little freak freak that love to late night sheet creep She stay in Arizona but Rialto's where she meet me But she love to complain always talkin bout I'm cheap cheap Say I'm holdin out girl close yo mouth and don't you speak please She say can I have some money better spend that EBT Go to KFC and all I get her is a 3-piece Matter of fact you might know the girl I think her name is Phoebe If there was a difficulty level on it she'll be easy She always getting smart and like to tell me she don't need me But I'm flyer than her man because he dirt like where the feet be Oh yea yal mad be forget what I was sayin Now back to my beat and the way that it is bangin' The game need changes I'm flippin' and rearragnin' Alcohol to the wound now they old flow stankin