Lyrics:
Turn up the speakers
Turn up the speakers
Trash the beat down, turn up the speakers
Turn up the speakers
Trash the beat down, turn up
Turn up the speakers
Turn up the speakers
Trash the beat down, turn up the speakers
Turn up the speakers
Trash the beat down, turn up
for miles
Love in the back of the truck with the tailgate down
Just us and the speakers on
Love in the back of the truck with the tailgate down
Just
through the streets and I'm fast as can be
Turbo chargers on and you can't catch me
Flames on the side
Red hot like I'm heat
And my speakers they bumping
My
Turn the speakers up you know this my fucking jam
I'm gon do my funky dance and we gon get it jumping man
Minute since I seen my friends so I'm gon
through your speakers
(Hey, Mr DJ turn my music up)
It’s a real one coming through your speakers
(Hey, Mr DJ turn my music up)
It’s a real one coming
music
Tuh turn your speakers up
This gone be that mood music
Tuh turn your speakers up
This just be my mood
This that Mood music
Im talking fuck how you
Yea this shit gon' run up the speakers
I'm like the top nigga up on the scene
The way I stand on top of the bleachers
Shorty a demon and she hit my
Yeah it's Chrizzy
Yuh
Yuh
(About to slide)
Yuh
Yuh
(About to slide)
Andale
Andale
Andale
Andale
Got them speakers booming
Zooming
(Zooming)
Got
Hey Alexa
On the speakers
Turn the volume up
I can't hear ya
I've been drinking
Smokin' refer
Baby with the vans think I know ya
Hey Alexa
like boom
Turn the speakers up loud like boom, boom
Heavy rotation in this piece
When we’re done, run it back on me
Got me playin’ you out like boom
Turn
Squad pull up with me and the speakers get to workin
Yeah nigga
I ain't perfect
But I'm worth it
If I gotta get it out the dirt, then nigga catch me
LOUD LOUD SPEAKERS, LOUD LOUD SPEAKERS
ARE SCREAMING
IT'S A RIOT DANCE, IT'S A RIOT DANCE
LOUD LOUD SPEAKERS, LOUD LOUD SPEAKERS
IT'S A RIOT DANCE,
I can feel it moving through me Aquafina
While it's bumping through my speakers feeling cool as fuck
Ice cold is it cool enough
If so let me pour
One hand on the wheel
Gramps in the car
All white matador
Speakers going hard
I got one hand on the wheel
Gramps in the car
All white matador
Walk on my own, got my head in my phone
My ears in my speakers, I lost all my bones
And i’ll lose all my friends, When i tell them on
Walking around
New Speakers
My Car
New Speakers
Smoke loud
No Chiefin
My Squad
Gets Even
Fly shit only
Gotta get to the money
Fly shit only
Gotta get
and tell
Spea-Spea-Speaker-Speakers booming you know I need that clientele
You know I'd rather die than sit in that quiet cell
Savages Got The Tools dont
the spinal curve and twist
I'm more than noise, I cause distortion
I blow the speakers out, when I'm speaking out
I'm more than noise, blow the speakers out
reefer, reefer
Jeepers creepers
Check my peoples, peoples, peoples, peoples
Pumping molly out the
Speakers, speakers, speakers, speakers
Ounce of raw, boy
speakers
Gas 'em all
Pouring ether on your speakers
Gas em all
Pouring ether on your speakers
Gas 'em all
Pouring ether on your speakers
Prepare for the next
West coast bound don't you hear the sound
Boomin out the speakers they like use all around
Sippin' on that water bout to buy another round
When North
every speaker
Got close just to get distant
Did I say something made you feel I'm not in?
Sad chords playing, playing, playing
Sad chords from every
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