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letra de yungturnup - retch

aye you feel me?
like we gonna make this sh-t some, nahmean, some dope sh-t, like improv sh-t

[hook: retch]
uh, yung, yung, turn up
yung, yung, yung, turn up
yung, yung, yung, turn up
yung, yung, yung, turn up
yung, yung, yung, turn up
yung, yung, yung, turn up
yung, yung, yung, turn up
yung, yung, yung

[verse 1: retch]
wanna know what happen when you cross me?
bang, bang, no chief keef
throw ’em in the lake with shorty k from the chi’
and my n-gga d-a-dolla, that’s my motherf-cking guy
yeah we in the f-cking booth, getting motherf-cking high
off a cup of purp, feeling motherf-cking right
really off the purp, i ain’t say it cause it rhyme
yeah these f-cking rap n-ggas, they don’t live a life of crime
but i’m still up and running cause i’m still up in coming
so everything you talking about you did it, bruh, i does it
do it, do it, i motherf-cking do it
riding no l’s, making stops in a buick
everything i made last night, bruh, i blew it
f-ck it, think about some days that i couldn’t
pull my d-ck out and i made the b-tch do it
when she swore up and down on the cross that she wouldn’t
ha, now you going to h-ll, b-tch
remember all them f-cking cold nights in the cell, b-tch
you know how it feel to wake up in the cell, b-tch?
so when i’m on my bully don’t be thinking i’m selfish
nah b-tch, cause i know what i dealt with
talking out your lip like you’re trying to get dealt with
these other n-ggas crabs, i ain’t f-cking with sh-llfish
thinking i’m a rapper but really i sell sh-t

[hook: retch and (da$h)]
yung, yung, yung, turn up
(this that)
yung, yung, yung, turn up
yung, yung, yung, turn up
(this that)
yung, yung, yung, turn up
(yung, yung, yung, turn up)
yung, yung, yung, turn up
turn up
turn up (turn up)
turn up (turn up)
turn up (turn up)
turn up (turn up)
(yeah) turn up (so)

[verse 2: da$h]
volume on zero, n-gga talking ’bout he turnt up
perc’ in my purp, n-gga ’bout to get slurped up
burnt n-gga from the turf
chump wavy motherf-cker hoes talking ’bout surf’s up
flier than yesterday, higher than yesterday
run through my enemies, seeing who next to pay
blunt in my mouth, see which b-tch next to lay next to me
long as her head is especially good
rolling up a backwood, like you should
and i’m high as h-ll, know why it sell
shouts out to q, room 22 at the fountain blue
and they blowing lines, popping pills
drop a ounce in the rémy so they know it’s real
hoe went down on me like a navy seal
no coming up for air, thought she had the gills
so i put the rail away and i skated
y.n.r.e. what i’m claiming
prescriptions got me sedated
throat on the counter, so b-tch we ain’t dating
f-ck is you saying, talking ’bout you better than who?
f-ck being a crip but your [?]
only time a young n-gga catching the blues
h’z

[hook: retch]
yung, yung, yung, turn up
yung, yung, yung, turn up
yung, yung, yung, turn up
yung, yung, yung, turn up
turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
yung, yung, yung, turn up
yung, yung, yung, turn up

[verse 3: shorty k]
all i know is getting cash b-tch
f-cking hoes and hitting saks fifth
these n-ggas hate and i love that sh-t
but stay off my d-ck cause it’s in your b-tch
i’m on paper so i’m on the drops
but i’m on this paper, that’s why i own a drop
i’m ’bout that b-tch, take a photo op
off lean i move like robocop
n-gga why she bald, cnt
b-tch give me head, ddt
she f-ck me good then roll my tree
and she got a man, eve
my neck hurt, this big chain
i’m a little n-gga with that big change
n-gga think that i’m a quick stain
and just put the chop on my b-tch name
i’m swagging out in them red bottoms
i keep spikes, mixed game
in the club with a hundred bottles
standing on the couch, rick james
turnt up with my new york n-ggas
foreign b-tch, she a euro, n-gga
only thing i fear is that bureau, n-gga
hoe try me, and you’re a mural, n-gga
uh

[outro: da$h]
that’s that work

- retch

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