Can’t Relax

Turn me up, baby turn me up
Baby turn me up, baby turn me up

[HOOK]
Turn me up, you know I'm trying to flash
Ain't trying to dance up in the club
He trying to get some get back he finally had enough
Ok I don't want go tit-for-tat I bet I probably call your bluff
C'mon, yeah yeah c'mon
Trying to get a bag in, ain't nothing left to say
I don't listen to the pastor, he just want get paid
It ain't no way I could relax, yeah, she know
Her boyfriend ain't got no money he ain't got no racks

[VERSE]
Then I double back, I'm scrolling through my phone
Trying to hit my hoes up from the past
Don't play tag on my phone I ain't trying to call you tit-for-tat
I told her put my name on a fucking tat
Say bitch I really put my name up on this shit built it from scratch
Bitch don't walk up in my trap if you ain't trying to cop a batch
I thought she was gone fall asleep on me my tirе had caught a flat
She ain't even takе off her heels I'm already hitting her from the back
I know a nigga say he a boss but he gone crash behind a rack
Big Escalade they put a Hellcat engine up in a 'lac
I was trying to tell shawty get out my mentions and come here
Every time I pull up on the scene them niggas walk in fear
I'm stepping out ooh, bookoo clean ain't no designer on me
Shawty getting mad I ain't fucking with her better find the homie
Sometimes I want be little spoon bae is you trying to hold me
Slim thick on Instagram but shawty kind of bony
I fuck with shawty 'cause she like me without diamonds on me

[HOOK 2]
Turn me up, you know I'm trying to flash
Ain't trying to dance up in the club
He trying to get some get back he finally had enough
Ok I don't want go tit-for-tat I bet I probably call your bluff
C'mon, yeah yeah c'mon
Trying to get a bag in, ain't nothing left to say
I don't listen to the pastor, he just want get paid
It ain't no way I could relax, yeah, she know
Her boyfriend ain't got no money he ain't got no racks

[VERSE 2]
We don't go to the bedroom we fuck on the couch
Already know I'm having as fuck I don't even check my account
Her nails too long I gave her the gas I can't even break it down
Niggas talk down and smile when they come around
I already know that she slime she on that type of time
City too hot I got a townhouse outside the town
Charged twelve hundred for this pack and all the buds was brown
She want a birthday dinner she just turned twenty fine
Doze off in the car I'm swerving your boyfriend pockets hurting
Bitch I'm up but I still use thumbtacks for the curtains
He being messy in SayCheese comments what's the purpose?
Bitch it don't mean I'm trying to fuck on you just cause I'm flirting
I could be clean as the fuck I'm still gone do her dirty
She tried to give me cat as a gift again that pussy worthless
Supposedly they killed your twin nigga I know you hurting
Requested shawty bring her friend I'm with my twin that's perfect

[HOOK 3]
Turn me up, you know I'm trying to dance
Ain't trying to flash up in the club
He trying to get some get back he finally had enough
Ok I don't want go tit-for-tat I bet I probably call your bluff
C'mon, yeah yeah c'mon
Trying to get a bag in, ain't nothing left to say
I don't listen to the pastor, he just want get paid
It ain't no way I can relax, yeah, she know
Her boyfriend ain't got no money he ain't got no racks