Yeat - TURNMEUP lyrics
Yeat [Noah Olivier Smith] Portland, Oregon/Irvine, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
Yeat is ready to kick off the promo campaign for his upcoming album "LyfëStyle" — following a recent teaser, the artist has released a single exclusively on his SoundCloud. "TURNMEUP" is recorded over a joint instrumental created by Synthetic, sharkboy, UpMadeIt, and HEYARNOLD.
[Yeat - TURNMEUP lyrics]
X outside
We gonna turn up all night
Yeah, we heard you talkin
So we sent you on a hike (Down)
Sex all night, drugs all night
I'm on thin ice (Down)
Yeah she got a problem
With checks on the line
Yeah she got a problem
With X on her eyes
I don't tell 'em nothin'
'cause they tell me that I'm crazy
— yeah!
You ain't good for nothin'
Yeah, you burnt and you lazy
Every time we at the club
They jump, it's gymnasium
I just make my money
Then I grunt
— err, 'cause I hated 'em
Tuck you in your bed, you a baby
Rockstar lifеstyle
Nobody could save me
— phеw —
Uh, nobody could save me —no
And I'm way too rich, you can't play me
You definitely can't get in, we tell you, "Maybe"
I'm an asshole, I know, that's why you hate me
[Verses]
Diamonds on me, criss-cross, XI, crazy
Had to spend another mil' on boats, like the navy
Private jet, pull up out in Turks, it get crazy
Hundred bands on another purse, I go brazy
— yeah
Yeah, they turn me up
Turn me up like a song
Yeah, she fell in love
With the guy, oh my god
A dub on some cups
It would get you out strong
Knife in your back
I was doin' it all along
— phew! —
Yeah, we turnt
— we turnt, ohoh
You can't stop me
— yeah, huh, no
Rolls-Royce, top down
I fell in love with these bucks now
[Chorus]
X outside, we gonna turn up all night
Yeah, we heard you talkin' so
We sent you on a hike
— down
Sex all night, drugs all night
I'm on thin ice
— down
Yeah she got a problem
With checks on the line
Yeah she got a problem
With X on her eyes
I don't tell 'em nothin'
'cause they tell me
That I'm crazy — yeah!
You ain't good for nothin',
Yeah, you burnt and you lazy
Every time we at the club
They jump, it's gymnasium
I just make my money
Then I grunt
— err, 'cause I hated 'em
Tuck you in your bed
You a baby
Rockstar lifestyle
Nobody could save me
— phew —
Uh, —
Nobody could save me — no
And I'm way too rich, you can't play me
You definitely can't get in, we tell you, "Maybe"
I'm an asshole, I know, that's why you hate me