Turn Me Up Some

Yeah, turn me up some

Fuck goin' on, yo, Uncle Darren

What up, brother?

Yeah, yeah

Flipmode

See, we got a whole

We got a gift-wrapped package for you muhfuckas

Yeah, yo, yo, yo, yeah, bust it

I stay rippin' a **** tracks, so

Hotter than wax, yo, so tell me why you act so

Yo, I max, 'cause I make a **** black till it's time to relax, yo

Until you all collapse, so, fuck it

It's hardly that the God is gettin' tired

You don't wanna say that

Can catch a cardiac relapse, ****

What? The God is back, so you don't want nothing

No matter how you react

Blows that black and blue your front and your back

Choose, whatever the route that you choose

Wounds so horrendous, forensics will get to analyzin' the bruise

Blows will never come in singular, they comin' in twos

My crew be startin' the ruckus once I give 'em the cues

To blast from the triggers that'll bust from all of my dudes

Be the shit that make you **** run up our of your shoes

We make you back down, havin' the facts down

With all the noise you be makin'

You can even see the shit on the news

Word up

So you don't know nothing about it

Turn me up some

Yo, the heat from off the street will burn you up some

Yo, the shit I'm sure to spit will hurt you up some

I'm sayin'

But you don't know nothing about it

Turn me up some

Yo, I drink a fifth of yack and hurl it up some

Yo, just bang it in the truck and turn it up some

I'm sayin'

Now watch me dead a **** fast, like bitches with no ass

You corny **** low class

Yo, I flash on them, then I go and smash

Couple hoes and then splash on 'em

Flickin' a little ash on 'em

From the blunt we smokin', keep a chick chokin'

Got 'em open with flows

I suppose it make 'em soak in they clothes

Keep the shit that make 'em sniff and make 'em open they nose

Got 'em fucked up, stuck just like they strikin' a pose

Yo, we gainin' weight, nah, it's just my pockets are swole

From keepin' **** wilin' while they drivin', smackin' the pole

Ah, one, two, yeah, see, perhaps, while I hold me a stack

Hater **** block, holdin' me back

Yo, you fool **** plottin' against the God, best be holdin' a strap

'Cause how we comin' through, you know it's a wrap

Move with a crew of guerrilla dudes who know when to clap

I blow some shit from off of the Earth or the face of the map

Yo, so take that

Once we give it to you, ain't no fakin' a jack

It's funny how you find your face in a trap

Little bitch **** frontin' like he ready to scrap

You better off actin' pussy, tryna give me a dap

Stayin' focused on fulfillin' a dream

The way we spark up and spit a fire, the flame

Probably killin' your team

Fuck it, so now we harbor helicopters, turn this shit up

If you and your peoples ain't hearin' me proper

I'm sayin'

So you don't know nothing about it

Turn me up some

Yo, the heat from off the street will burn you up some

Yo, the shit I'm sure to spit will hurt you up some

I'm sayin'

But you don't know nothing about it

Turn me up some

Yo, I drink a fifth of yack and hurl it up some

Yo, just bang it in the truck and turn it up some

I'm sayin'