Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Mooce
Begleitgesang
Desean Johnson
Rap
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Camauri Jackson
Songwriter:in
Desean Johnson
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Alex Delgado
Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
You got me on
I just wanna turn up
My time is now, yo, turn up
At the function, I'm like, word up You got me on
I just wanna turn up
My time is now, yo, turn up
At the function, I'm like, word up
I'm at the function, got it turn't like the fourth
I'm getting paper, baby, I'm too influenced baby
I like 'em stacked and petite but I done climbed a couple trees
Let me get a stele please, tell her holla at a G
I'm the one she really need
I been stacking up my cheese
Gotta thank God for it
Taking care of family needs
Gotta thank God for it
Baby, Joe, I need a feat
Gave it to me for the free, we gon' have a ball on him
Know we vibing at the party, we ain't tryna have no drama
Leave the bullshit at home, tell 'em argue with your mama
B-Y-O-B that mean bring your own bottle please try to hold your liquor, don't be going full throttle
See it's money on the floor, why you worried about a hoe
Gotta charge it to the game if she loving on your bro
It'll make you go insane if you ain't working on your own
Type of shit I try to tell my YNs from the go, huh
You got me on
I just wanna turn up
My time is now, yo, turn up
At the function, I'm like, word up You got me on
I just wanna turn up
My time is now, yo, turn up
At the function, I'm like, word up
You can find me in the corner posted smoking on some gas
You can find me in the circle with the bitches catching ass
I done walked in with Militia, hear them horses they get back
Westside Ranger want a hit, so bbyjoe up on the track
Bless the bottle for me quick, and then im on that
Get that vodka out this bitch, these hoes want Cognac
From San Diego down to Tempe, made my own path
Northside Ratchet City always where my home at
Only know loyalty, was breaking bread with jelly beans
Mooce been my ****, Pretty Wednesday hoes was heavenly
Sessions at Cadillac, We plotted on some better days
'Member them nights packed in them parties at the palisades
Snow on the bluff but this big 40 heat up yo lil winter
She see the Cowboy and just gasp, i know that ima get her
When all your actions filled with pride they know you never fold
Pour out some henny for the guys who serving up the road
You got me on
I just wanna turn up
My time is now, yo, turn up
At the function, I'm like, word up You got me on
I just wanna turn up
My time is now, yo, turn up
At the function, I'm like, word up
Written by: Camauri Jackson, Desean Johnson