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ca$his - turn up lyrics

[intro]
turn up
yeah b-tch
haha
king ca$his
i’m getting mine

[hook]
we bout that turn up
[yeah b-tch]
we bout that turn up
[yeah yeah]
you see this weed getting burn up?
[money, money i get it]
we on that turn up
[yeah, yeah im with it]
we bout that turn up
[yeah b-tch]
we bout that turn up
[yeah yeah]
you see this weed getting burn up?
[money, money i get it]
we on that turn up
[yeah b-tch im with it]

[verse 1]
chopper on king ca$h, a scary sight like fredo n-gga
if you folks, you my folks, f-ck a hater n-gga
i’m on an opp block, onions and potatoes n-gga
onions be them o’s, and potato on that banger n-gga
my lil bro gucci, getting nat paper n-gga
and thats my blood, black p stone ranger n-gga
diss my lil n-gga (what) you in danger n-gga
i’ll close range a n-gga while you with a gang of n-ggas
i’m a langley n-gga, 79th bangen n-gga
eastside chi 45, for a stranger n-gga
holes in the hallway, goons in the bushes (bushes)
i’m with the sh-tz the long way, if you think i’m p-ssy (p-ssy)
youngins in that gangway, i teach ’em how to slang yay
i was just one of them youngins slanging out on that gangway
k’d up, banged up, getting mine everyday
now i’m the supplier, still getting mine everyday

[hook]

[verse 2]
in new jeans with the wings, i’m holding 9’gz still
feeling like a broke n-gga, so i serve more n-gga
i don’t even eat, i put that on my mama n-gga
i don’t even sleep, i’m too busy getting green
i’m running up that cheek, cash out from the hood life
if you need a plug, for them squares of the good white
bird call n-ggas, necked b-tches on the floor like the bird bar n-gga
i’m that swere young n-gga
absurd amount of figures might disturb y’all n-ggas
for them laws i’m with the sh-t like young turk n-gga
caught up in the whirlwind, just me and my b-tch
yeah i wifed up my girlfriend, hear that nina spit
we hit ’em up, yeah b-tch we hit ’em up
f-ck where they from, they muggen you my n-gga we just hit ’em up
this life i live it up, get money i don’t give a f-ck
and if a n-gga bus, i drop some bread to clean ’em up

[hook]

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