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turn it up - gav lyrics

gav, turn this sh*t up

(yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
(yeah)

[chorus]
i’m back in the lab cookin’ sh*t up
i just told gav turn this sh*t up
i get the bag first of the month
burn it all up then get that sh*t back
double up, triple up
i just told gav turn this sh*t up
i get the bag first of the month
burn it all up then get that sh*t back

[verse 1]
(burn it all up then get that sh*t back)
i don’t miss
this the championship
i don’t dance i’m not chris
diamonds dance on my wrist
from the 8*1*6
i just handle my biz
and i’m handsome as sh*t
y’all done ran to the kid
in the wrong place at wrong time
flex on these b*tches like popeye
got it in the bag that’s boxed wine
gotta problem, take a number it’s a long line
i cannot lie
these dead presidents stackin i’m feelin better than ever
i seen my dawgs turn rats when they smellin’ the cheddar
but that’s expected from trappin’ brodie you peddlin’ backwards
i’m peepin the patterns and circumvent ’em like the ring around saturn
i’m in the valley of hyenas and dragons
it made me a savage, no megan the stallion
i need me a freak with more cleavage than baggage
that talk with her hands like she speakin’ italian
and keep it a thousand like balancin’ kilos
i hit then i pass it the weed came from wilky
the beat is from gavin we
[chorus]
back in the lab cookin’ sh*t up
i just told gav turn this sh*t up
i get the bag first of the month
burn it all up then get that sh*t back
double up, triple up
i just told gav turn this sh*t up
i get the bag first of the month
burn it all up then get that sh*t back

[verse 2]
look
i’m runnin’ through my merch so quick
imma need to reup and disperse that sh*t
let the whole globe know about tourists
and get my roses ‘fore i’m 6 feet in the dirt, get rich
know ya worth, never let ’em underestimate
bro, that’s on everythang
i, i, i never hesitate
i just hustle, motivate, and meditate, i’m just
i’m just tryna get my fetti straight
and we pop champagne when we celebrate
drink until my belly ache, mix it with some lemonade
smoke until i levitate, i don’t never ever get tired on my kevin gates
i need like 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 m’s in my mothaf*ckin’ piggy bank
said she want me standin’ under her umbrella*ella*ella*ella, aye
[chorus]
i’m back in the lab cookin’ sh*t up
i just told gav turn this sh*t up
i get the bag first of the month
burn it all up then get that sh*t back
double up, triple up
i just told gav turn this sh*t up
i get the bag first of the month
burn it all up then get that sh*t back

gav, turn this sh*t up

- gav lyrics

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