TURN ME UP (feat. YMT Jacob) Video (MV)

(Jay Demo just cooked that bitch)
Said turn me up, said turn me up
Turn my hustle on for months and I ain't never turn it off
Said f*ck that hoe but I was tripping
I was drunk I hit it raw
She say she a homebody so I'm hitting all her walls
One hour later off the drank I'm swerving fast I'm nodding off
Designer fabric on my body it be 5k for the cloth
Ain't no capping in this rapping you know we live what we talk
I was sitting at the bottom then I made myself a boss
Aye, gang gang
Skirting off in 458's, and you catch me swerving
Since a youngin told myself, "Get that paper!" I was determined
How you want smoke with the gang, and you broke as hell pockets hurting?
They listen up when I talk, I be preaching shit like a sermon
I been high as hell off Adderall, bitch this ain't Tylenol
That shawty say my timing off that bitch be talking physic talk
I'm a rich stoner
Thinking bout that hoe like I don't want her
Staying true up to myself bitch I don't throw on no persona
Hit that hoe one time after that then I don't want her
Ten toes to the floor
We rocking out fasho
That bitch say that I'm addicted but she know I got to pour
Said that I cant trust a soul so I'm holding on my pole
Said turn me up, said turn me up
Turn my hustle on for months and I ain't never turn it off
Said f*ck that hoe but I was tripping
I was drunk I hit it raw
She say she a homebody so I'm hitting all her walls
One hour later off the drank I'm swerving fast I'm nodding off
Designer fabric on my body it be 5k for the cloth
Ain't no capping in this rapping you know we live what we talk
I was sitting at the bottom then I made myself a boss
Aye, gang gang
I was chillin in the cold
I was out here out my own
I done racked up all this shit so it ain't shit I go to show
Shawty buss it down for racks
Uh huh
Just for cash
Uh huh
Ain't no pass
Hell nah
We on yo ass
Turbo boost I hit the brakes, and do the dash on 'em
Shawty say that I just f*ck and leave, bitch I ain't passionate
I just shoved a three-five in my wood, and I ain't passing shit
Pass that hoe she average
I been high I'm out my mind
N*ggas lost I found mine
YMT we got ties
Been the one to handle all my problems swear I solved mine
Bagged it up I had no time
Say you love me wait in line
Twisting my fingers like two times when I throw my signs
I got so much cash up in my pocket I been on the rise
Still wont pass a hoe shit
N*ggas on some hoe shit
All my pockets full like 4PF I got my own shit
N*ggas steady talking they don't know shit
Turnt up I been too lit
I just want a new whip
I just want a new fit
N*ggas wanna lose it
Quick to go and shoot shit
Got a bad bitch and she swear that she just want a new Benz
Cut off ties with all you n*ggas, we ain't got no lose ends