Litty
Aye, we the Turn Up Kids
Everywhere we go we kill it
We came to kill it man
We don't know bout' y'all
T.U.K
(Hook)
I came to kill it
You know I'm bout' to kill it
I came to kill it
You know I'm bout' to kill it
I came to kill it
You know I'm bout' to kill it
Drive game perfect
You know I'm bout' to work 'em
I dance on 'em like Irving
I know they gettin' nervous
I'm cookin' up the curry
Hurry, hurry, hurry
Imma take the shot
Don't y'all even worry
I'm Blake Griffin flyin', I put you on the poster
I'm steppin' back like Harden
I might know how to guard it
They callin' me the king of the face of the league
(Hook)
I turned up like Meech
I let it go from deep
Hands in the air
Get out your seats
I go hard like Westbrook
You know I'm bout to finish
I came to kill it
You know I'm bout' to kill it
I'm bout' to drop like Jordan, ha, hit dem folks
Ah, let them mama get the whip
Cause she whips so strong
Drop a assist, Chris Paul or Cliff Paul
Know I'm bout' to turn up
Each of y'all like Ashaw
(Hook)
Rings on my entire hands, see 'em coppin' attire
I can't miss, I'm on fire
I'm jumpin' on the gym, I'm hangin' on the rim
LeBron James strong
He needs to hit the gym
KD when I ball
I don't miss at all
I dance on 'em like Kyrie
I makin' dudes fall
(Hook)
Yeah we the Turn Up Kids
Everywhere we go we kill it
We came to kill it man
We don't know bout' y'all
T.U.K
(Hook)
I came to kill it
You know I'm bout' to kill it
I came to kill it
You know I'm bout' to kill it
I came to kill it
You know I'm bout' to kill it
Drive game perfect
You know I'm bout' to work 'em
I dance on 'em like Irving
I know they gettin' nervous
I'm cookin' up the curry
Hurry, hurry, hurry
Imma take the shot
Don't y'all even worry
I'm Blake Griffin flyin', I put you on the poster
I'm steppin' back like Harden
I might know how to guard it
They callin' me the king of the face of the league
(Hook)
I turned up like Meech
I let it go from deep
Hands in the air
Get out your seats
I go hard like Westbrook
You know I'm bout to finish
I came to kill it
You know I'm bout' to kill it
I'm bout' to drop like Jordan, ha, hit dem folks
Ah, let them mama get the whip
Cause she whips so strong
Drop a assist, Chris Paul or Cliff Paul
Know I'm bout' to turn up
Each of y'all like Ashaw
(Hook)
Rings on my entire hands, see 'em coppin' attire
I can't miss, I'm on fire
I'm jumpin' on the gym, I'm hangin' on the rim
LeBron James strong
He needs to hit the gym
KD when I ball
I don't miss at all
I dance on 'em like Kyrie
I makin' dudes fall
(Hook)
Yeah we the Turn Up Kids
Credits
Writer(s): Latrelle Hairston
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