Turn It Down Lyrics

Ayy, turn it up real quick

Yop

Lorenz, don't stop

Free gang

Come on

Boy, don't throw that hand up when you with me

Better turn it down

Bro told me turn the city up, so I ain't turning down

Bitch, I don't wanna fuck you from the front

Bitch, turn around

Bitch, throw it back

Know your ass fat

Now you gotta leave your Uber money on your cash app

First day off the box, I'm out here trippin' in a scat pack

I'm searchin' for the opps they been put up

Where y'all ass at

You the type to get the news, y'all mans died and hit the Stu

I'm the type to get some head and slide while I'm gettin' blew

I'm sick, I'm out in traffic with them stick the rails behind me

I'm trippin' off this lean, it got me walkin' like a zombie

She, see, I got my chain on, that's why she tryna do that

Yo man's name on the gravestone, cause his dumb ass ain't shoot back

My whole gang tweaking this summer

We caught like two hats,

You can't name one time that y'all slid and we ain't threw back

When we bent, man yall niggas scattered like some roaches

With my new bitch, my ex called, she be fucking up my motion

Now I'm pissed cause this dumb bitch had fucked my motion up

Smacked the shit up out my head

He said he finna sober up

Upped some dog shit, my opp pissed

Cause them niggas broke as fuck

Why they tryna squash the beef

Because them niggas know what's up

Real tweaker gang, call my phone when they say it's up

I'm front line in this shit

When it's beef, I see what that's about

We catch him out of traffic, shoot the whip until he crash out

High as hell from smoking yo mans, got me finna fuckin' pass out

I'm in Memphis, tryna punch on shit like I'm Ja

Last nigga smokin' Melo , sent this stupid ass to God

I'm in the crib, tryna get my dick sucked, playin' cod

It ain't safe for niggas

Come over here, this shit like war zone

I know my opp sick as fuck, cause them niggas gettin' scored on

Any nigga try to play, bro gon' hit you with that blick

Teezy trippin' in the party, he on tips up in this bitch

Send yo lo I'm gon' push up, nigga what you tryna do

Nigga said he smokin' what

Nigga huh, Nigga who

You ain't even got enough money

Everything you smoke is poo

And I heard bro beat your ass, then he took off with your shoe

Boy, you think that you be tweaking, cause you got that fuckin' sheisty on

Caught him out, we flicked him up, told that pussy nigga strike a pose

You be playin' all my music, nigga what the fuck, you don't like me for

And it better not be a bitch, cause I don't even really like the hoe

I fucked a bitch once and left her alone, cause I'm a ass hole

I hit a Houston bitch and sent her ass home, just like the Astros

Niggas broke, then the bitch ain't got no cash flow

And I damn near thought your mans be my ass, because this gas strong

Nigga, smokin' on that dead ass, nigga you know the fuck I'm on

Long live Melo long live John, bitch

Yop, 417 shit

Mm-hmm

Lorenz, don't stop