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Tun Up

Kwengface
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Awkward Mmm, yeah Baow, baow, baow, baow Jump on a wave when I tun up (Tun up) Chinged him, he try do a runner I love Chanel, bro, can you tell? (Yeah) Poncho on me like I'm Gunna (Woo) They cannot surf on the wave (Woo) I got on the board and I tun up (I done it) Give me the bread and the butter (Yeah) Back out the mash, let it stutter (Mmm, mmm, mmm) Jump off the porch and tun up (Okay) Them man could never come close to my wave (Yeah) I hit up the store and I tun up (Woo) Dior myself and my bro and my babes Scored on the opps, so I tun up (Woo) Savannah (Woo), Hannah (Come 'ere) Ching, shout out, ching (Do-do-do) Ching, shout out, ching (Do-do-do, do-do) Ching, shout out, ching (Do-do-do, do-do) Ching, shout out, ching, I said (Mmm, mmm) Ching, shout out, ching (Mmm, mmm) Ching, shout out, ching (Mmm, mmm) Ching, shout out, ching (Mmm, mmm) Ching, shout out, ching, I said (Mmm, mmm) And then I skeet (Skrr) Girl, you know you're the girl of my dreams (Mmm) See, I'm tryna give her a baby this week I swear you're givin' me peace, yeah, yeah I got flows for days, flows for days I know 'bout my ways, 'bout my ways I said that I changed, just you wait I'm a beast, yeah, can't be tamed (Yeah) Lift him up, rise it, levitate (Okay) Represent the 9, my delegate (Okay) Shawty got a body, figure eight Jump on a wave when I tun up (Tun up) Chinged him, he try do a runner I love Chanel, bro, can you tell? (Yeah) Poncho on me like I'm Gunna (Woo) They cannot surf on the wave (Woo) I got on the board and I tun up (I done it) Give me the bread and the butter (Yeah) Back out the mash, let it stutter (Mmm, mmm, mmm) Jump off the porch and tun up (Okay) Them man could never come close to my wave (Yeah) I hit up the store and I tun up (Woo) Dior myself and my bro and my babes Scored on the opps, so I tun up (Woo) Savannah (Woo), Hannah (Come 'ere) Jump off the front porch and tun up (Whip) Straight into a Porsche and tun up (Skrr) She gotta be lit and tun up (Mmm) She know how much risk we took on the come up Gotta hit the strip, of course it's cold (Brr) Wrist, of course it's froze (Brr) Hit you some bands on the low (On the low) I'm in her neck and her throat (Yeah) She looked me in the eyes before the fame Said she'd never change, then she changed Got to take the brain for the pain Fill up my lungs and charge it to the game Scrapin' crumbs, chargey on the stain Woulda done the same, we're the same (We're the same) Then I, then I skeet Archin' her back and she buss it for me (Mmm) She in the back and she tun up for me (Mmm) I'm gettin' this bag, no discussion for me (Mmm) Jump on a wave when I tun up (Tun up) Chinged him, he try do a runner I love Chanel, bro, can you tell? (Yeah) Poncho on me like I'm Gunna (Woo) They cannot surf on the wave (Woo) I got on the board and I tun up (I done it) Give me the bread and the butter (Yeah) Back out the mash, let it stutter (Mmm, mmm, mmm) Jump off the porch and tun up (Okay) Them man could never come close to my wave (Yeah) I hit up the store and I tun up (Woo) Dior myself and my bro and my babes Scored on the opps, so I tun up (Woo) Savannah (Woo), Hannah (Come 'ere)