Turn me up YC (Turn me up YC,Turn me up YC)
Them n****s send shots, we send shots back (Realed, I'm so f*****n' bumpin', bro)
Lil' one said they on the block,take 'em where the opps at
We need another Glock, f**k it,go and cop that
What the f**k wrong with the cops, asking, "Where Poppa at?"
You little boys can't hang with us,I don't care who you know
Them n****s don't want no war with us, I see straight through the smoke
We take them K's on tour with us,you know them shooters go
Soon as you meet, hop out on feet, yeah, that's that ooda flow
B***h, don't ask what happened to Leeke, I don't want you to know
You gonna have me thinking you creep and I can't shoot a h*
Said f**k it and I jumped straight off the porch, go where ever Dooda go
Interrogation they was tryingbring up that boy, I don't know no foolio
Ayy, Lil Poppa, I know why them n****s mad, they ain't want you to blow
Take care my fam, I gotta run me up a bag, that's who I do it for
Usually high but I'm not right now, that's all I got right now
Wasn't for this, then I probably be on the block right now
Sol ain't playing, my lil' n***a say ya hot right now
You need a fan and he eager to let off shots right now
He get to spraying
Feel like you can't, but you can, so I ain't hearing what you saying
This all was part of the plan,going from a boy to a man
f**k that s**t, run up my bands,**** that jewelry, I need some land
They say my fans depend on me,but I'm depending on my fans
I mix Fanta with the lean, b***h,this Percocet a ten
I need to give this shit away, I pray this shit come to an end
B***h, while you gossping, out here p***y popping, telling all your friends
Can't talk to nobody but God about it, I committed all them sins
I probably be back at square one,if I took care of all my kin
But to everybody that stayed down, I swear we all gonna win
Ain't got no time to be stressing "bout no shit, I'm fed up
Before you lay down, look b***h,you know you gotta give that head up
Now I can't lie, girl you the shit, now gonna toot that a*s up
Say Poppa I know no less than 50, f**k you think this bookbag for?
Ayy, Lil Poppa, I know why them n****s mad, they ain't want you to blow
Take care my fam, I gotta run me up a bag, that's who I do it for
Usually high but I'm not right now, that's all I got right now
Wasn't for this, then I probably be on the block right now
So l ain't playing, my lil' nigga say ya hot right now
You need a fan and he eager to let off shots right now
He get to spraying
Feel like you can't, but you can, so I ain't hearing what you saying
This all was part of the plan,going from a boy to a man