[Intro]
Uh, yeah
Burn it up up, burn it up
Burn it up
It's The Ranger$, baby
We 'bout to turn it up, turn it up
We turn it up
(Chorus)
Born and raised in LA
So you know we 'bout to turn it up, turn it, turn it up
Set that shit on fire
The world is so cold
But my n***as 'bout to burn it up, burn it up
Hit the stage and set that shit on fire
Set that shit on fire (uh)
Burn it up, burn it up
Burn it up
Set that shit on fire
The industry cold
But my n***as 'bout to turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up
Set that shit on fire
[Verse 1: Langston]
Till I retire, gotta keep it rollin'
Even if we on four flat tires, uh-huh (roll out)
Young survivors (yeah)
N***as feeding off big buyers
Ay n***a, this that new shit that a hater would think would expire, uh-huh
He ain't eating (nope)
He hatin' when I'm geekin'
On stage with my people
See a couple of women that wanna deep throat
I'm just saying
I know you see me
Take a picture, no filter
'Cause I'm a real n***a
I'm golden, you silver
You a pussycat and I'm a wilder beast (beast)
Burn shit down like you took my (?)
Young n***a lifestyle, got ya bitch straight gone
Eighteen, mentally a n***a grown
Said I'm on the same grind, n***a
Five years strong
F-Fresh outta that dryer
'Cause she young and got that attire
I could tell she got that fire
I could tell she want a young fly n***a, huh
Fly n***a, fly n***a
Fly n***a, fly n***a
LA native n***as
(Chorus)
Born and raised in LA
So you know we 'bout to turn it up, turn it, turn it up
Set that shit on fire
The world is so cold
But my n***as 'bout to burn it up, burn it up
Hit the stage and set that shit on fire
Set that shit on fire (uh)
Burn it up, burn it up
Burn it up
Set that shit on fire
The industry cold
But my n***as 'bout to turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up
[Verse 2: Julian]
Growing up, world is cold
But a little n***a had to man up
High school, never made it to honor roll
So a n***a really never had his hand up
Could be getting straight A's, but that ain't the focus
All the females after school was just waiting to bust it open
I'm in the party throwin' the crew up
Look up, who would've knew young n***as done blew up?
I wasn't shit to these hoes
Now I'm the shit to these hoes
And the haters 'bout to meet they death
Kill 'em with success
I'mma grind till the world know who we are
New n***as in my face, like who are y'all?
Point out the snakes, 'cause n***a ya two-faced
Too fake that's why we can't relate
You see they mad now
Soon they finna be pissed off
Ridin' round in my city
Sky's the limit so a n***a 'bout to lift off
Ta-Taking over the world, Ranger Gang we 'bout to move forward
Thank God for the day that we at the top
Yes Lord
Yes Lord
Yes Lord
Yes Lord
Yes Lord
(Chorus)
Born and raised in LA
So you know we 'bout to turn it up, turn it, turn it up
Set that shit on fire
The world is so cold
But my n***as 'bout to burn it up, burn it up
Hit the stage and set that shit on fire
Set that shit on fire (uh)
Burn it up, burn it up
Burn it up
Set that shit on fire
The industry cold
But my n***as 'bout to turn it up, turn it up
Turn it up
Set that shit on fire
[Verse 3: Day Day]
Okay
My swag is so LA
Growing up on Broadway
You get shot down in broad day
If yo fingers twisted the wrong way
I-I was in a dark place
Just tryna find a way out
Safe to say I made it out
This world is cold and it's only getting colder
Pay 'em back in kind
I gave 'em the cold shoulder
The pain has made me strong and I'm only getting stronger
I been grinding for so long, gotta grind a little longer
'Cause I want it all
I need it all
Throw the money up and watch it fall
Told the fam I got all of y'all
Pass the rock and we all can ball
We all can ball
We all can ball
We all can ball
Pass the rock and we all can ball
Ya bitch (ya bitch)
Ya bitch (ya bitch)
Ya bitch (ya bitch)
Ya bitch (ya bitch)
