This is a song about "Turn down for what"

Yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown

Because you have to turn your frown upside down

That i was thinkin' about writin' about, but my stream of thoughts crowded around

Everybody outside on the porch,radio blasting neighbors telling us to turn it down

So what we turn up, you know we the realest g's

See, my bitch is imported - she came from overseas

Spiralling down for what seems and eternity,

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

What goes up must come down

He just throws it around

So just turn around and forget what you saw

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

She so sweet, shortie feed my ego

Turn down...as i switch up the flow,

Turn your set upside down like i flipped the script,

That means i wanna be the highest