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Cut music off, I ain't wit' no other shit (I'm tryna' turn up)
I ain't tryna chill baby, I'm wit that fuckin' shit ( I'm tryna' up)
You came for me, well I came from nothin', shit (I'm turn up)
You ain't with me, then who you fuckin' with?

I'm tryna', tryna',tryna',tryna'(turn up)
All money, I'm just really tryna'(turn up)
the gang, and I'm really tryna (turn up)
This my city, and I'm tryna (turn up)

How many licks do it take till you get to the center of her
She geekin', she we turnt up we got it, we all in the pot
KOD, QOD, Magic, we fuckin the sacks up in
Gas and mud I be off the drugs, touch
I'm a little cocky
They any bitches wanna fuck now
Pop bottles I won a fuckin' touchdown
If you sober, over, I do drugs now
Party prolly got me all in the now
some lean with no coco, we rockin' rollies, no JoJo
And we off the so slow mo, I get twenty a show, no promo
Bitches get naked and do it for the Vine (bitches get do it for the Vine)
So she gon' up and do it for the guys (turn up and do it for the guys)
She sippin' on Henny, she mix it Remy
She on me while I pull on her Remy
She shy like the but change for them Benji's, the mula, the Fendis
I up for (what)

Cut that music off, I ain't wit' no other shit (I'm turn up)
I ain't tryna chill baby, I'm wit fuckin' shit ( I'm tryna' turn up)
You came for me, well I from nothin', shit (I'm tryna' turn up)
You ain't fuckin' me, then who you fuckin' with?

I'm tryna', tryna', tryna', tryna'(turn up)
All money, I'm just really tryna'(turn up)
the gang, and I'm really tryna (turn up)
This my city, and I'm tryna (turn up)

Dressed up in that white linen, all windows
I had to 'em
That work work, put 'em in the
Let em' all lurk, know I had to get up Durk
We hurt, hurt know the deal, tour sold out
So you know its
From the Chi City to the fuckin' bank,
Money I've Frank
Lemme get it I got it never feelin' divided on the
though
How you feel though, V's up, it trill though
Oh yeah, one
Oh yeah, one
Bitch I been under pressure giving it everything
I got
Never the turn on my compressor
Its on the dresser
Been ruling the game and nobody could
I know

You and me
You and me
They don' a damn who I am
Bitch I'm me (you and me)
I its you and me
I who I am, don't give a damn
I'm doing me

Cut that music off, I ain't wit' shit (I'm tryna' turn up)
I tryna chill baby, I'm wit that fuckin' shit ( I'm tryna' turn up)
You came for me, well I came from nothin', shit (I'm tryna' up)
You ain't with me, then who you fuckin' with?

I'm tryna', tryna', tryna', tryna'(turn up)
All this money, I'm really tryna'(turn up)
With the gang, and I'm really (turn up)
This my city, and I'm tryna (turn up)

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