This is a song about "Turn t up"

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

Full blast turn up the speakers at home

Are you hearing me right turn the sound up on the microphone

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

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

And the streets is getting colder

Turn up we gettin louder

Debatable. no debate when you turn up missing.

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Turn the bling up like imma pharoah

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

Turn up you stereo

Bad bitches never loved them though