Rittz - Turn Down lyrics
rate me[Intro:]
Turn up, Rittz!
Shut up, bitch!
Yeah, yeah
Hook:
Light the weed, we gonna burn that shit down
Lifted on the beat, about to murder it now
Word on the street, you been running your mouth
You turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
(Shut up, shut up, shut up!)
I’mma turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
Turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
(Shut up, shut up, shut up!)
I’mma turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
(Shut up, shut up, shut up!)
Turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
(Shut up, shut up, shut up!)
You’re trying to turn up on me!
Rittz, white Jesus, back for the second coming
Second time around I keep it extra slummy
Fuck what you repping, you’re backing cockny
For the check, I’ve been a grill, I’m feeling extra hungry.
Too much of a veteran to ever let you from me
Better check the rep, and plus I rep my county
Way before when it was ever called the north side
Ain’t no way to argue with this shit, respect it, homie!
On the web, these punks be making threats to jump me
Taking pictures with your weapon, you flexing on me
Retros on, watch out where you stepping, clumsy
I ain’t got a lot to lose, really next to nothing
And I’m getting to feel like I’m a black guy
That’s why!
I guess I got a bunch of ghetto ass white bitches trying to tat my
Name up on their tity, keep on turning up
And one of them will give a bitch a black eye
Hook:
Light the weed, we gonna burn that shit down
Lifted on the beat, about to murder it now
Word on the street, you been running your mouth
You turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
(Shut up, shut up, shut up!)
I’mma turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
Turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
(Shut up, shut up, shut up!)
I’mma turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
(Shut up, shut up, shut up!)
Turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
(Shut up, shut up, shut up!)
You’re trying to turn up on me!
Turn up, turn up, all they ever say is turn up
They know me all around the world, Australia to Europe
There’s levels to this shit, and I’m a different caliber of
MC, and you’re the kind of nobody ever heard of
Don’t try to play the lead, I Hannibal a murder, murder
Come out the stir up, serve up these rappers solo cup
Pour some spray and some syrup,
They drop the shit, they bird up
They need a... constitution,
They come ... panemero
Amigo 85, my shit is a brochure of
Winning respect the way I did it
And didn’t switch up a minute
The nerve of these haters, some of them deserve a
Beating, you couldn’t touch it if you wanted to, like your a
Germaphobic taking over shit, and then I’m sure of
Determination, what you mad I made of?
I better cheer up
Its bloody murder every time I burn up, cause like
Hook:
Light the weed, we gonna burn that shit down
Lifted on the beat, about to murder it now
Word on the street, you been running your mouth
You turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
(Shut up, shut up, shut up!)
I’mma turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
Turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
(Shut up, shut up, shut up!)
I’mma turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
(Shut up, shut up, shut up!)
Turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
(Shut up, shut up, shut up!)
You’re trying to turn up on me!
Two years in a row I got skipped on the freshman cover
Got me feeling some type of way
And I ain’t hating on the rebels they picked,
But I’m on the Atlanta tour, selling records, no competition inside my lane
Up at the hip hop awards, killed the...
Paved the way for Gwinnett County, bitch you know I’m slum!
You can listen to my first album and see where
Some of these double time rappers got their whole style from
Nobody’s talking shit about me cause they know I’ll come
And turn ‘em down, I’m not a rapper to show out on
And clientele was the crew that I grew up with
But even if I was alone, outgunned, I’d still call you a bitch.
I’m pissed and far from rich
Still crawling on the bottom and I solemnly swear
I had White Jesus in my crock pot
Before Ross said walking on air, put the light on!
Hook:
Light the weed, we gonna burn that shit down
Lifted on the beat, about to murder it now
Word on the street, you been running your mouth
You turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
(Shut up, shut up, shut up!)
I’mma turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
Turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
(Shut up, shut up, shut up!)
I’mma turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
(Shut up, shut up, shut up!)
Turn up on me, I’mma turn that bitch down
(Shut up, shut up, shut up!)
You’re trying to turn up on me!
