Fast forward to 0:45, press play, and scroll.
DJ turn me up, crank it to the max.
I got lots of gwalla, I be blowing stacks.
Polo on my hat, shoes and shirt that match.
I be so turnt up, I be swagging to the max.
If you get it in, and you getting dough.
Gon' pop a bottle, this right here your song.
Purple by the zone, you can smell it on my clothes.
And it went up in my switch up, 'bout to take one to the do'.
I'm gone, in another zone.
I be riding on the engine, with the woofers goin' strong.
They like "What is goin' on?" I don't really know.
Then I roll down all my windows, and I crank this shit some mo'.
And shawty WE ALLLLL THE WAY TUUUUUURNT UP
ALLLL THE WAY TUUUUURNT UP
AAAALLLLL THE WAY TUUUUUUUURNT UP
AAAALLLLLLLLL THE WAY TUUUUURRRRRRRRRRNT UP
AAAAAAALLLLLL THE WAY TUUUUUUUURRRRRRNNNNNNT UP (okay!)
AAAAAAALLLLLLLLL THE WAY TUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNNT UP (okay!)
AAAAAALLLLLLLL THE WAY TUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRNNNNNNNNNNNNT UP (okay!)
Turn up!
Turn up!
Turn up!
Turn up!
Too turnt.
