#TurntUpNotBurntUp Video (MV)

Yeah, spam (d.a. Got that dope, alright)
Turn it up a lil' bit more, a little bit more (we gone)
Alright (turnt up, not burnt up, nigga dissed on the gang, gon' get his dumb ass sent up)
Alright, alright, come on, come on

I be ready to crash, but I pay the bills and shit now, so I can't go
I say I ain't slidin' no more, then I get me lo'
And I'm right back swingin' my door (right back slidin')
Niggas keep yellin', "Help," but me, I ain't had that shit
Boy, I built that shit up from the floor (you know that)
Bitch, free Lil Three (free my brother)
If we wasn't out here stealin', we was tryna go up on the score
Why the f*ck is you up in face steady beggin' for shit
If you sneak dissin' me to a ho? (Your bitch ass)
Last nigga dissed on the gang made First 48
Got his dumb ass left at the store (his dumb ass)
Whenever I spin through there, I'm tryna lay somethin' down
I ain't takin' no bitch to the O (I'm not)
When it's time to go shoot my gun, I'm standin' frontline
I ain't never gon' run from the smoke (I'm out here)
And f*ck his mama, whenever they tell her he dead
I hope that bitch have a stroke (her poor ass)
I done did way too much for this spot I got
I ain't never gon' go back broke
Landed on deck with one of the opps
And that dirty-ass nigga ain't had no soap (his broke ass)
Wanna learn how to slide, go and get your mask and gloves
Lil' Vonno gon' treat you the ropes (you know that)
Better bounce out and blow, got his ass left in the snow
7.62 went straight through his coat
It's two niggas up on that block, I got thirty-three shots
When I bounce out, I'm killin' em both (come here, come here, come here, come here)
Hit his ass so many times, he was dead on the scene
They ain't even try to check on his pulse (his dead ass)
Why his lame ass stealin' my flow?
The opps get booked for a show and we killin' the host
Before I even let off the shots
He was runnin' and screamin', his bitch ass was doin' the most (ah)
They say he was dissin' on Snap, caught him
And clapped him and turned his dumb ass a ghost
Caught his ass workin' a pack, bounced out on him
And smoked his dumb ass like a roach (he dead)
I ain't make the team, that f*ck nigga crushed my dreams
I'll f*ck around, shoot at the coach
Better get you a Drac', f*ck is that lil'-ass 9?
That's somethin' I won't even tote (for real)
Lil' Vonno, I'm turnt, the way that I'm ballin' these hoes
They say that I could've went pro (D1)
I done caught like three in a row (huh?)
They say that the lil' nigga dead (shit), but I already know
Catch a B and fall off in the 'yo
Mike got him a goofy, charge seventy-five for a 'bow, nigga (his dumb ass)

Nigga, turnt up, not burnt up, nigga dissed on the gang, gon' get his dumb ass sent up, nigga
We the gang, niggas wanna be the gang, we'll come R.I.P. your gang, nigga
Long live Mook, long live Mike, forever toss for the gang
We catch your ass, we layin' your ass down, man, go