Turn it up

It's the H-A-S to the T-H-I Your favorite brown boy, you know this guy

You know he's fly, you know this eye Stimulate the game, go against the grain

No one for the pain, catch a plane, aren't you glad I came

Let's snatch the crown off these petty kings Throw em in the crowd, let the people in

Grab a drink, baby, settle in I got the medicine, I've been stirring up

the scene I mean, from the back streets to the top floor

There's not a place in this city that we can't go

So turn it up like we never coming down Break the system, homie, turn it up loud

Roar, light it, then we pass it all around Don't bring the beef, nah, that shit don't

come around, no, no So turn it up like we never coming down