Purps - Turn Up lyrics

[Hook: Gucci Mane] Everything turnt up on my end Bought my Bentley where your Benz should have been I'm going in and my friends can't get in Like 50 Cent man I'm hated by many men But everything piped up on my end Park my Rari where your Vic could have been And it's a dot where your neck could have been Lenox Mall that's a check walking in [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] See everything turnt up on my end I rock Versace that Medusa head man You can't go in the hood but Gucci Mane can In Birmingham got El Chapo gang plan Two kilo grams I'm in Gucci Grand down Man I don't give a damn twenty grand I can make a fan make you murk your man Gucci ham just like Vietnam That sh** bought a lamb [Kitchen] contempt so many yams I'm getting overwhelmed Buy a key I cooked it up for free Giving youngin game while I'm whipping up a half a B You didn't buy from me Residue all on my AP cost me 90 G's Gas bags talking 93, trap right across the street [Hook] Everything turnt up on my end Bought my Bentley where your Benz should have been I'm going in and my friends can't get in Like 50 Cent man I'm hated by many men But everything piped up on my end Park my Rari where your Vic could have been And it's a dot where your neck could have been Lenox Mall that's a check walking in [Verse 2: Chief Keef] Ring ring ring it's money on my line I be getting bands out the Benz A f** n***a try me then he die n***a better stand where he stand I want some Hennessy she want some wine I told that b**h to get with the clan We wanna drink that sh** with some ice I told that b**h to get with the sh**s They say I was getting fatter with the Sprite But now I don't do that sh** I be popping X all night Me and the crew a** sh** I get it Wherever I look at What you looking at I got five Glocks in the bookbag Aye I'm cooking And they're still cooking Free Wop that's what I named my line when they took him Free Slick Come around your block n***as get free sh** Free shells, free hits, 2-4 BD sh** Ray Charles I don't see sh** Stevie Wonder with keys b**h Guarantee I won't drop my gun if I do then I'mma leave it Cause I got on gloves, and I ain't going nothing It's a throw away, I got plenty of n***as is suspect, me I am success Fifty thousand dollars for a show and I dumped it [Hook] Everything turnt up on my end Bought my Bentley where your Benz should have been I'm going in and my friends can't get in Like 50 Cent man I'm hated by many men But everything piped up on my end Park my Rari where your Vic could have been And it's a dot where your neck could have been Lenox Mall that's a check walking in