[Verse 1: Lil Peep]
Glo Gang tatted on my hand
She think I'm the man, I'm just stickin' to my plan
What's up BOY FROOT? What the fuck it do?
If she fuckin' me, you could bet she fuckin' you too
Bitch I'm off a pill, nah, I don't wanna chill
Turnin' up the music while I'm smokin' out the whip
Tell me if you feel me, I don't need a deal
I got matte black nails, I got lots of sex appeal
Pothead bitch, yeah I smoke it by the zip
7 gram blunts, leave a gram in the clip
I don't give a shit, money ain't a thing
Money's what I make, hit the club, make it rain
Brick Squad chain, free Gucci Mane
Sniffin' cocaine, pain's in my brain
Money migraine, fuck the rap game
I'ma make my own lane, make my own name

[Chorus: Lil Peep]
Bitch, I'm turnin' up, bitch, I'm turnin' up
In the back of the club, bitch I'm turnin' up
Bitch, you know I'm turnin' up, bitch, I'm turnin' up
In the back of the club, bitch I'm turnin' up
Bitch, you know I'm turnin' up

[Verse 2: BOY FROOT]
Angels in the sky (Angels in the sky)
Watch them fly right by (Fly right by)
It's a waste of time (Waste of time)
To worry when you're going to die
Gucci on my team (On my team)
Goth girl of my dreams (of my dreams)
She's wearin' Tommy jeans (Tommy jeans)
She's always all on me (She's all on me)
Bitch, I'm in my zone (In my zone)
Please don't chirp my phone (Chirp my phone)
I'll take this shawty home (Take the shawty home)
But only when the party's gone
[Chorus: BOY FROOT]
'Cause right now I'm turnin' up, bitch, I'm turnin' up
In the back of the club, back of the club
'Cause right now I'm turnin' up, bitch, I'm turnin' up
In the back of the club, back of the club
'Cause right now I'm turnin' up, bitch, I'm turnin' up
In the back of the club, back of the club
'Cause right now I'm turnin' up, bitch, I'm turnin' up
In the back of the club, back of the club
'Cause right now I'm turnin' up

[Outro: BOY FROOT]
Bitch I'm turnin' up
I'm in the back of the club
I said, bitch I'm turnin' up
Back of the club
I said, bitch I'm turnin' up
I'm in the back of the club