Check it ... look at me, I’m all the way turnt up I ain’t smokin’ but my homie in here burnt up Yeah, I’m working on him, but he straight though Couple girls tryna twerk it on me, wait - no No, hold up, before you even roll up I’m in here with my lady, can’t you see me man? I’m sewed up Man I’m in here tryna celebrate a birthday And you know I’m well aware it’s a workday No matter, we still gon’ kick it And we ain’t getting trippy, no molly in my sippy Ain’t fighting nobody, ain’t nobody said tripping It’s Southeast Diego in the building Shout out to Peter Pan, Skyline, and Perrio We out here tryna function, holler if you with it though Probably think I’m rolling, I’m just high on the Spirit bro The only thing we poppin’ is the truth, you don’t hear me though They probably think I’m rolling, I ain’t on nothing They probably think I’m rolling, I ain’t on nothing They probably think I’m rolling, I ain’t on nothing But what I got you need to know about, ‘cause homie ... I’m turnt (I’m turnt) I’m turnt (I’m turnt) I’m turnt (I’m turnt) I’m turnt (I’m turnt) I’m turnt (I’m turnt) I’m turnt (I’m turnt) I’m turnt (I’m turnt) I’m turnt (I’m turnt) Everybody slow motion, leaning off the potion I tell ‘em I’m straight, tryna keep my mind focused Came 40 deep, cliqued up, crew love Got ‘em looking at us crazy ‘cause we so turnt up Yeah homie I’m turnt (I’m turnt), I’m turnt (I’m turnt) I ain’t poppin’, rollin’, and I ain’t burnt So tell Mary and Molly I don’t need ‘em to party Someone woke up in the lobby tryna locate they wallet While I’m nine holes in tryna work on my hobby And I wish somebody would get me started Aye deuces up to Nipsey, K-Dot, and Game I’m out here in the West, go’n and holler at me man My bloodstream clean, nothing running through my veins Its 116, yeah I’m still unashamed I call it network if I’m out here fishin’ You know I’m with the clique and man we out here tryna kick it They probably think I’m rolling, I ain’t on nothing They probably think I’m rolling, I ain’t on nothing They probably think I’m rolling, I ain’t on nothing But what I got you need to know about, ‘cause homie ... I’m turnt (I’m turnt) I’m turnt (I’m turnt) I’m turnt (I’m turnt) I’m turnt (I’m turnt) I’m turnt (I’m turnt) I’m turnt (I’m turnt) I’m turnt (I’m turnt) I’m turnt (I’m turnt)