Turnt. Up+

Turnt up there's no limit
Let your hands touch the ...
Ain't no friends when it comes to business
My mind is on them riches

Turnt up there's no limit
Let your hands touch the...
Aint no friends when it comes to business
My mind is on them riches

Rattle! like a snake
Can't handle my pace
Inter section gon 4 ways
This a road rage
And we set a blaze
I aint talking about a little flame
You gon learn the hard way
I want that top
In they mouth like a brace[S]
Never fell for the bait
Tryna eat pricey steak, up on my plate
The timing is now fuck being all late
Making a scene, dare cross the tape
We some gorillas Not no apes!
This a heat wave
Damn wait
Time goes on and on Hey
Lost in my head everyday
Nigga i'm a feather weight
With amaculate Taste
Got something To say Then say it
I'm a doctor attending this patient
Quite Young and im Dangerous
Going Trough some phases
Flow TOO contagious
Ever been interegated
I want Banz the size of Acres
I'm only friends with the Greatest

Turnt up there's no limit
Let your hands touch the ...
Aint no friends when it comes to business
My mind is on them riches

Turnt up theres no limit
Let your hands touch the...
Aint no friends when it comes to business
My mind is on them riches

Turnt up theres no limit
Let your hands touch the...
Aint no friends when it comes to business
My mind is on them riches

Turnt up theres no limit
Let your hands touch the...
Aint no friends when it comes to business
My mind is on them riches

Make believe What love Be
Can you hear my Stomach Empty
I aint paying for attention, Highly recommended that im Splendid
Poisonous just like venom
Hate it when there's Tention
I'm feeling like the president
My Hearts no place for residence
Watch how i step on em
It's like construction The way Im Building things
She could be my bish Or another fling
You didnt believe In a nigga THEN
Like how could you Be so Ignorant
Laughing at a nigga
Cause im tryna get rich
You aint my Dog Yous bish
Should of known You gon Switch
This some Voodoo shit

Dont think im Bewitched
I'm fucking up her whole Clit
You pressing my Buttons you bish
Stop clicking all of my shit
It's about time That i ditch
Don't fuck with your click
Yall making sick
This a wound not a prick
I ain't Morty I feel like Rick



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Tebogo
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