I Wanna Turn Up
I'm Tryna
I Wanna
I'm Finna
You Know Imma
Lets Go (Uh)
I Wanna turn up
I Wanna turn up
I been locked up way too long
I wanna turn up
I Wanna turn up
I Wanna turn up
I wanna party with the lights
I wanna turn up
(Let's go)
I ain't pour myself a drink
Since 2019
I ain't meet myself a dame
I ain't got nowhere to be
Last time I really turned up
Probably 2017
Spent my late 20's cooped up
Goin through stuff
I been tryna find me
I'm tryna party with hoes
Who in turn will party with me
I'm tryna take someone home
I'm tryna film me a scene
It's time to blast all these tracks
To mask all the noise that we make
I wanna chill with my dogs
I'm tryna make songs with Drake
I been producing these tapes
Now let's be ordering drinks
I got these goals and these dreams
I don't need no fuckin shrink
How bout I spit a couple lines
See what my homies all think
Flickered multi colored lights
Double cup filled with the drink
I wanna turn up
I wanna turn up
I been locked up way too long
I wanna turn up
I wanna turn up
I wanna turn up
I wanna party with the lights
I wanna turn up
Turn it up bitch yeah I'm goin' to eleven
Preaching' that sermon and they calling me the reverend
Impala Tame like I'm parker, Kevin
Mr. Ned Flanders I'm going to heaven
Coyote Wile. E, Blowing' up the Road Runner
Fifty Cal crew ship calling' me a war gunner
Rapper-producer working like a showrunner
Mixed martial artist fighting like nothing gonna
My boy wanna turn up I'm getting too old
Got work in the morning and outside its cold
You know that I don't want to wait in the line
I don't want the cost of impressing a dime
I got a nice lady she waiting at home
I know how she suckin she ready to bone.
Forget wastin' time swiping right on my phone
No Tinder No Bumble I'm all on my own
You go to the club Bro I'll catch you tomorrow
I don't want a hangover you got joy to borrow
Lockdown suits me shit is never over
Get yourself a starter car like a Land Rover
Imma golden god, Bitch bow to my feet
Thunder Of Thor way I'm clapping them cheeks
Go out and party with some drunken whore
Gully he spittin' so turn up some more
I wanna turn up
Cause I'm Tryna turn up
I wanna drink from a double cup
And I wanna roll some
I'm tryna smoke some
I'm tryna, I'm tryna meet someone
You know what I mean huh
Meaning' You
I'm tryna, I'm tryna I'm tryna meet someone
You know what I mean huh
I wanna turn up turn up turn up
I Wanna
I'm Finna
You Know Imma
Lets Go (Uh)
I Wanna turn up
I Wanna turn up
I been locked up way too long
I wanna turn up
I Wanna turn up
I Wanna turn up
I wanna party with the lights
I wanna turn up
(Let's go)
I ain't pour myself a drink
Since 2019
I ain't meet myself a dame
I ain't got nowhere to be
Last time I really turned up
Probably 2017
Spent my late 20's cooped up
Goin through stuff
I been tryna find me
I'm tryna party with hoes
Who in turn will party with me
I'm tryna take someone home
I'm tryna film me a scene
It's time to blast all these tracks
To mask all the noise that we make
I wanna chill with my dogs
I'm tryna make songs with Drake
I been producing these tapes
Now let's be ordering drinks
I got these goals and these dreams
I don't need no fuckin shrink
How bout I spit a couple lines
See what my homies all think
Flickered multi colored lights
Double cup filled with the drink
I wanna turn up
I wanna turn up
I been locked up way too long
I wanna turn up
I wanna turn up
I wanna turn up
I wanna party with the lights
I wanna turn up
Turn it up bitch yeah I'm goin' to eleven
Preaching' that sermon and they calling me the reverend
Impala Tame like I'm parker, Kevin
Mr. Ned Flanders I'm going to heaven
Coyote Wile. E, Blowing' up the Road Runner
Fifty Cal crew ship calling' me a war gunner
Rapper-producer working like a showrunner
Mixed martial artist fighting like nothing gonna
My boy wanna turn up I'm getting too old
Got work in the morning and outside its cold
You know that I don't want to wait in the line
I don't want the cost of impressing a dime
I got a nice lady she waiting at home
I know how she suckin she ready to bone.
Forget wastin' time swiping right on my phone
No Tinder No Bumble I'm all on my own
You go to the club Bro I'll catch you tomorrow
I don't want a hangover you got joy to borrow
Lockdown suits me shit is never over
Get yourself a starter car like a Land Rover
Imma golden god, Bitch bow to my feet
Thunder Of Thor way I'm clapping them cheeks
Go out and party with some drunken whore
Gully he spittin' so turn up some more
I wanna turn up
Cause I'm Tryna turn up
I wanna drink from a double cup
And I wanna roll some
I'm tryna smoke some
I'm tryna, I'm tryna meet someone
You know what I mean huh
Meaning' You
I'm tryna, I'm tryna I'm tryna meet someone
You know what I mean huh
I wanna turn up turn up turn up
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Gullason
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