This is a song about "Turn down for what"

Turn them fools upside down like a handstand

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

My moms turn-for-the-worst are turntables/

Now momma told me be careful who you love

And i can't slow down, i can't stop, i can't turn around now

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

So just turn around and forget what you saw

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

My tires align with the play, but the times out

I can't slow down, i can't stop now, i can't turn around

But intsead of doing what helps- n' in turn losing my health

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

I know a little girly from uptown

//and its my turn to settle down

Same scumbags turned him down with his chance to turn a profit

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit