Turn up turn up just like how u sposed to/
Them niggaz don't know u, don't nobody own u/
Dunno what u go through, can't none of em hold u/
Hating is just mo fuel Plus we soo throwed dude/
(Slow down)
Real life on wax this aint just the pro tools/
Present day All facts mixed in wit some old school/
Told u, told u we aint here to brag but/
Its Friday night  My team is in the spot wit Your boo/

Her friends, their friends and we laughing atchu/
I found her secret tattoo, found her hidden birthmark/
Taking shots of pure dark, let the hookah here spark/
Playing in her hair like, man this aint a fair fight/

She bad plus her girls dykes, man what a rare vice/"if i"
Whispered in her ear sweet nothing's changing her life/
Got bud, got booze we dont never lack flow/
Your right, we aint shit but we gettin smacked tho/
Chorus (8x)
Roll up, po up, light it up, pass that/

Bridge (4x)
Roll up, po up/
Light up, pass that/

Verse 2
Hookah lit man we hit waitin on my ascap/
Nvm, bmi dc where the cash at/
Shorty see we movin, this aint no illusion/
Yall whole team is losing, Prolly why we grooving/

Yall are soo amusing, all u do is front tho/
When real niggaz moving u Hating from the front row/
We aint trippin at all, chillin while we stack dough/
Yea We see whats goin on, "but" We just gettin smacked tho/

Chorus (8x)
Roll up, po up, light it up, pass that

Bridge (4x)
Roll up, po up/
Light up, pass that/