YungTurnUp - Intellectual

Aye you feel me?

Like we gonna make this shit some, nahmean, some dope shit, like improv shit

[Hook: RetcH]

Uh, yung, yung, turn up

Yung, yung, yung, turn up

Yung, yung, yung

[Verse 1: RetcH]

Wanna know what happen when you cross me?

Bang, bang, no Chief Keef

Throw 'em in the Lake with Shorty K from the Chi'

And my nigga D-A-DOLLA, that's my motherfucking guy

Yeah we in the fucking booth, getting motherfucking high

Off a cup of purp, feeling motherfucking right

Really off the purp, I ain't say it cause it rhyme

Yeah these fucking rap niggas, they don't live a life of crime

But I'm still up and running cause I’m still up in coming

So everything you talking about you did it, bruh, I does it

Do it, do it, I motherfucking do it

Riding no L’s, making stops in a Buick

Everything I made last night, bruh, I blew it

Fuck it, think about some days that I couldn’t

Pull my dick out and I made the bitch do it

When she swore up and down on the cross that she wouldn't

Ha, now you going to Hell, bitch

Remember all them fucking cold nights in the cell, bitch

You know how it feel to wake up in the cell, bitch?

So when I'm on my bully don't be thinking I'm selfish

Nah bitch, cause I know what I dealt with

Talking out your lip like you're trying to get dealt with

These other niggas crabs, I ain't fucking with shellfish

Thinking I'm a rapper but really I sell shit

[Hook: RetcH and (Da$H)]

Yung, yung, yung, turn up

(This that)

Yung, yung, yung, turn up

(This that)

Yung, yung, yung, turn up

(Yung, yung, yung, turn up)

Yung, yung, yung, turn up

Turn up

Turn up (Turn up)

(Yeah) Turn up (So)

[Verse 2: Da$H]

Volume on zero, nigga talking 'bout he turnt up

Perc' in my purp, nigga 'bout to get slurped up

Burnt nigga from the turf

Chump wavy motherfucker hoes talking 'bout surf's up

Flier than yesterday, higher than yesterday

Run through my enemies, seeing who next to pay

Blunt in my mouth, see which bitch next to lay next to me

Long as her head is especially good

Rolling up a Backwood, like you should

And I'm high as hell, know why it sell

Shouts out to Q, room 22 at the fountain blue

And they blowing lines, popping pills

Drop a ounce in the Rémy so they know it's real

Hoe went down on me like a Navy SEAL

No coming up for air, thought she had the gills

So I put the rail away and I skated

Y.N.R.E. what I'm claiming

Prescriptions got me sedated

Throat on the counter, so bitch we ain’t dating

Fuck is you saying, talking 'bout you better than who?

Fuck being a crip but your [?]

Only time a young nigga catching the blues

H’z

[Hook: RetcH]

Yung, yung, yung, turn up

Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up

Yung, yung, yung, turn up

[Verse 3: Shorty K]

All I know is getting cash bitch

Fucking hoes and hitting Saks Fifth

These niggas hate and I love that shit

But stay off my dick cause it's in your bitch

I'm on paper so I'm on the drops

But I'm on this paper, that's why I own a drop

I'm 'bout that bitch, take a photo op

Off lean I move like RoboCop

Nigga why she bald, CNT

Bitch give me head, DDT

She fuck me good then roll my tree

And she got a man, EVE

My neck hurt, this big chain

I'm a little nigga with that big change

Nigga think that I'm a quick stain

And just put the chop on my bitch name

I'm swagging out in them red bottoms

I keep spikes, mixed game

In the club with a hundred bottles

Standing on the couch, Rick James

Turnt up with my New York niggas

Foreign bitch, she a Euro, nigga

Only thing I fear is that bureau, nigga

Hoe try me, and you're a mural, nigga

[Outro: Da$H]

That’s that work