Turn up, turn up, turn upI just sold yo' soul to a junkie got me feelin' like the devilI just went into my jeweler then I iced out me a bezel (Iced out me a bezel)Rats inside a war yeah, pass the [?]In the trenches in Margielas pull out money then they jealousNow I'm rockin' Balmain, came a long way from them beltsMy momma raised a man but I told her that I'm mentalPull out the money and grab itPull out his diamonds and grab 'em (take 'em)Kidnap his ass and grab 'emGet off them racks and grab 'em (take 'em)I say warriors, these bitches gon' worry usThat Glock is B.I.G., my shooter NotoriousLocked in the Cali, they can't extort usYoung bull on the come up, Bobby PotterAnd I grab them both I'm investingOff them drugs I stuck my dick inside my bestie (I'm messy)You was my plug but I found out you tryin' to finesse me (bitch)Yoh think I'ma trick on my fam, arrest me (shhh, don't say nothin')Someone please call 911 (Let's get it, L)It's a murder please call 911 (pull up in, let's get it)Pull up in that 911 (That's that new Porshe 911)Shorty they gon' cop down some (Let's get it, brrt)I be hangin' 'round the murderers (murderers)I woke with some murderersMy brothers they some murderers (they some murderers)My red bottoms they some murderers (turn up)My momma know the worstShe ain't no fan but she know my verse (she know my verse)Margiela Margiela my shirt (Margiela Margiela my shirt)With this uzi I feel like Lil Vert (yeah yeah)Just put my momma in a mansion (yeah yeah)When we on parole but he be tryin' chance it (Let's get it)And I gotta attract that mail where it's landing (where it's landing)Rob me just don't chance it I'm with them banditsWith them bandits, with them banditsI'm with them bandits, I'm with them banditsYou tryin' rob me just don't chance itYou tryin' rob me just don't chance itIt's a murder