This is a song about "Turn up with que bj trae"

Wake up, pop a cap, rinse and repeat, turn up the beat

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

And this money handsome, ain't that a panty anthem

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Full blast turn up the speakers at home

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

I mean turn up the bass

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Leave with my integrity turn it off

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

Write shit that makes you wanna turn it up

Turn it up in the key hole, grab the mac, defeat foes,

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