Featured In

Credits

KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
808TurnEmUp
808TurnEmUp
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
808TurnEmUp
808TurnEmUp
Produzent:in

Lyrics

808turnemup
Put my hands on the switch and turn them all fullys
**** walkin' with my opp, gave em all of em bullets
I'm a walk and hit the feet, knowin' all of em cookie
I'm a shoot and hit the shot, knowin' all of em pussy
Got a whole lotta blues, knowin' all of em took it
If I'm passin' up a stick, tell my dawg watch me shoot it
If I'm workin' with some shit, a **** knowin that I cook it
T off with the plug, **** knowin' that I'm pushin' it
If I step up in this shit and regulate, I get a hundred outta it
I ain't even goin' home till a **** make a thousand dollars
Gave up all my time, ****, puttin' in a thousand hours
Battery in your motherfuckin' back
Shoot the shot, knock the power out of em
Point me to a junkie, say you serving, but you was not about it
Junkie wanna play with me, I hit him, knock the powder out of him
Say you wanna keep it ah hunnid with me you not a thousand
Say you wanna step with a gangsta, **** you not about it
I'm just tryna maintain, ****, let off a round about it
Havin' all the sauce for the plate, givin' a thousand islands
I can box all these bitches up, **** think I'm Rhonda Rousey
Work too strong, for the plays, got **** hella drowsy
You walkin' with the steppers, ****, know you with the right team
Shit get cold in the streets, never been ice cream
Throw the purple on the work, thinkin' this shit was Viking
I'm just tryna catch a opp, ****, knowin' it's on site
Ay, ay, ay
Take a chance with this shit before your life gone
See everybody goin' left, I went to right wrong
See the jealousy come out, you throw your ice on
Cut the lights off on that car, hit the creep, yeah
And when I'm workin' with that shit, I ain't sleep yet
All these bullies gotta go, they some rejects
Push the button on my opp, hit the reset
Ain't no postin' on the net, ain't no pretext
Know the police on the ground, what you thinkin'?
I had **** jump the ship when it ain't sink yet
Lost love to the streets, heart shrinkin
I know these motherfuckers, think a **** crazy
All these bullies gotta go, they some rejects
Pay the lawyer for the case, tell him, beat that
Five plays in the morning, I ain't eat yet
10 cars in the driveway, knowin' that the crime pays
Early in the morning, I'm a trap, that's my mind frame
I don't give a fuck if a **** talkin', he gon' buy this shit
Like the first day of practice, they gon' try this shit
Like the first day of practice, they gon' try this shit
Got this big ass glizzy, can't hide this shit
Like I'm layin' off a job, I'ma fire this shit
Took a flight up on the West to supply this shit
Ay, Ay, Ay, Grr
Know you on the wrong side of the street, tell him, watch out
4 in the morning, let him rock out, Grr
Ay, Ay, Ay, Uh
Kids in that house, I'ma sleep with my gun
Know the karma comin', they don't know what I done
Put my hands on the switch and turn them all fullys
**** walkin' with my opp, gave em all of em bullets
I'm a walk and hit the feet, knowin' all of em cookie
I'm a shoot and hit the shot, knowin' all of em pussy
Got a whole lotta blues, knowin' all of em took it
If I'm passin' up a stick, tell my dawg watch me shoot it
If I'm workin' with some shit, a **** knowin that I cook it
T off with the plug, **** knowin' that I'm pushin' it
Put my hands on the switch and turn them all fullys
**** walkin' with my opp, gave em all of em bullets
I'm a walk and hit the feet, knowin' all of em cookie
I'm a shoot and hit the shot, knowin' all of em pussy
Got a whole lotta blues, knowin' all of em took it
If I'm passin' up a stick, tell my dawg watch me shoot it
If I'm workin' with some shit, a **** knowin that I cook it
T off with the plug, **** knowin' that I'm pushin' it
Written by: 808 TurnEmUp
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out