Audio Push - Turn My Music Up lyrics

Ima go right in look

40 call it oil me I'm sippin' on that vinegar
Darks and lights get it together
Yo girl want me I'm gettin' her
So turn music up because I like my ish loud
And bring your girl here because
I like your girl now
And she gon' bring it now
Because now's better than later
And I can't remeber the last time
I thought about a hater
So I'm out here gettin' in
I suggest you pop it with me
And your girl like push ups she
Gon' drop and give me 50
She say she really think that
I'm the best right now
And I'm the reason her boyfriend
Got dreads right now
I told her thats really homo and


Besides that I don't know em
And she said never that I just seen
You and I made him grow em
Alright let me slow it down
Im swaggin' too tough
Tats out and my mama say
I be saggin' too much
I laugh at rappers that say
Oktane be braggin' too much
Boy, I'm the best at this rappin'
And when you rappin' you suck
Even though i feel like there's
No competition to me
I focus cause they tell me
There's competition to be
They tell me play your position
My position's the peak
And, my brain's the only composition for heat
Because all I see is money
And i count it everyday
And boy I barely got to April and
Im all booked up for May
So tell me how your face lookin'
Baby what you gone say
And if you listenin' my verses
Cost partner better pay (I tell 'em)

Turn my music up

Eight-o-eights and loud snares I'm
A fan of that
Yea you gone be losin' your girl
Chosin' once the camera snaps
Can't touch this watch me hit
'em with the Hammer rap
This beat bang show me where the bandana at
I make moves on you dudes
And watch you lolly gag
B-Oh-Dub we got em mad money bag
With a lot of cash
Yo hottie pass she highly glad
Body stashed in a bodybag
I take fees on the daily and I
Make beats with a lot of swag
Girl you know my song why i gotta play it
Spittin' on you niggas they like
Say it don't spray it
Wodie came to the crib and i
Had to night and day it
Video on youtube and she love to replay it
You want the beat killed Audio
Gon' get it done
We just bring the heat like a
Bullet from a prison gun
Price check the prints just the
Brother of a peasant son
Ex girl badder than your future
And your present one
Shouts to my girl Weeby she love
Me when she see me
My music up so loud and all
The cars around go beep beep
I got a little freak freak that
Love to late night sheet creep
She stay in Arizona but Rialto's
Where she meet me
But she love to complain always
Talkin bout im cheap cheap
Say i'm holdin out girl close yo
Mouth and don't you speak please
She say can i have some
Money better spend that EBT
Go to KFC and all I get her is a 3-piece
Matter of fact you might know the girl
I think her name is Phoebe
If there was a difficulty level
On it she'll be easy
She always getting smart and like to
Tell me she don't need me
But im flyer than her man because he
Dirt like where the feet be
Oh yea y'all made be forget what I was sayin'
So back to my beat and the
Way that it is bangin'
The game need changes so
I'm flippin' and rearragnin'
Alcohol to the wound now Audio flow stankin'
Yeah fly life you can catch
Me where the stars at
So much green I gotta mask it
Where the yard at ahead of our time
Legends and great we all that
Watch me go dumb like I just
Got out of park crash
Lots of snakes in the game
And I'm pimpin' them neck
Put me in the beat
In a ring and i'm beatin' to death
Got a new girl that come
Through sweet with a smile
She buy me J's and so I keep her around
Yeah, shout-out to that nigga here the truest
Cup full of drink
Don't be worried bout my fluid
And if a nigga come up and
He askin' where I'm from
I tell 'em I don't bang I
Just let my beat do it bOW!