s.t.u. (so turnt up)

get higher get higher. get higher get higher. get higher get higher. get higher get higher. we can get higher when you want

get higher

my jeans cost a thousand

my whip from the old school

nothin' but bosses around us

and you ain't got no pool

so much champagne

i drowned in it

og

rolled a pound of it

keep it g

like the sound of it

came to spend money

who's countin' it?

i'm the realest in the drop

just left the dealer

in this outfit i'm a killer

tell the coppers i ain't innocent

if it's poppin'

then i'm in it

own it all

you probably rent it

when i talk

you niggas listen

thirty thousand

i'mma spend it

hella bottles in my section

throwin' money on the floor

no

i ain't on the guest list

i walk right in through the door

i'm so turnt up

so turnt up

i'm so turnt up

so turnt up

i'm so turnt up

so turnt up

i'm so turnt up

so turnt up

mixing gin up with the tequila

smokin' reefer

got it twisted thinkin' i don't get fucked up

make you a believer

camera's outside

there go young khalifa

no keys

left the 69 inside

cuz my license just expired

i'm in my cadillac i don't drive

hit the club and get so high

and i don't really know 'bout yall

but all of my niggas got bank

i'm payin' for all of these bottles

i'm a boss nigga

fuck you think?

good weed

good drink

better clothes

fast cars

club owners let us smoke

grind hard

you don't work hard

you'll never know

how it feel

to have a couple niggas that's real

hella bottles in my section

throwin' money on the floor

no

i ain't on the guest list

i walk right in through the door

i'm so turnt up

so turnt up

i'm so turnt up

so turnt up

i'm so turnt up

so turnt up

i'm so turnt up

so turnt up

get higher!