TURN ME TF UP

[Intro: ksuuvi]
—suuvi
Turn me up, man
Yeah, turn me up, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, 1— 1c, bitch (—suuvi)
1c, nigga
Should I work on my A B A A–?
Hey, you guys mind if I put in my mixtape?
Hey, bitch, bitch, bitch
Uh, uh, bitch, yeah

[Verse: ksuuvi]
Yeah, a lotta new faces come around but I'm still in that same old place uptown, yeah (suuvi)
And this new bitch wanna come around so I told her to bring some friends and I'm down, yeah
And she told me that she wanna lick me down, when she came to the spot I was like not right now, yeah
Bitch, I'm smokin' MadBudz, smokin' loud, yeah
I ain't ever think I'd be going outta town, yeah (Warning)
Flip a nigga spot upside down, upside down
Bitch, I'm— bitch, I'm boolin' on my block, yeah
Bitch, I'm— bitch, I'm hot and you're not (And you're not, nigga)
You are popped and I'm not (And I'm not, yeah)
I got swag and you don't, boy (And you don't, boy)
Push a nigga right off the boat, boy (Off the boat, boy)
You not drivin' this boat, boy (No, nigga)
You might be up but I'm woke, boy (I'm woke, nigga)
Walk up in the trap, with a [?] boy
You not touching racks, boy, you ain't touching nothing
Walk up in the Saks with ten racks, left with nothin'
It's crazy, I make it back in the same day, yeah
I can make like ten racks in like ten ways
Cut a nigga act, give a nigga temp' fade
How you mad at me 'cause I make money my way?
If it's not my way then it's the fuckin' highway
Sometimes I be thinkin' I'ma quit, woah, woah
But I'm too legit to quit, woah, woah
If this shit don't work pick up a pistol, uh, uh

[Bridge: ksuuvi]
Shit gettin' critica-cal, cal
Gettin' critical-cal, yeah, this shit gettin' critical
Gettin' critical, critical
Shit is crazy, niggas jackin' swag, shit is crazy
Niggas ja— niggas jackin' swag, shit is crazy
Niggas jack swag, shit is crazy (Shit is crazy)
Niggas jackin' swag, shit is pitiful (Pitiful)
Niggas jackin' swag, it's embarrassing ('barrassing)
Nigga, what? (Ayy)
How you make music for niggas? (Yeah, hey)
Nigga what?

[Outro: ksuuvi & zuro]
Yo it's your boy Nick Zuro, run that shit back nigga
A lotta new faces come around but I'm still in that— (Chapter thirty four) make it back in the same day
I can make like ten racks in like ten ways
Cut a nigga act, give a nigga temp' fade
How you mad at me 'cause I make money my way? (Yeah)
If it's not my way then it's the fuckin' highway (Four)
Sometimes I be thinkin' I'ma quit, woah, woah
But I'm too legit to quit, woah, woah
If this shit don't work pick up a pistol, uh, uh
Shit gettin' critical—cal
—suuvi