Young Zee - Pour it up

Free all the niggas locked up
Gang gang gang gang
Corvani what you cookin
Yeah they know me in my city
I hit yo bitch up then I lick on the titty
Bend that bitch over then I fuck the Kitty
She suck on my dick cause she dont wanna leave me
Chanel purse on her shoes she want Louis
I ain't fuckin with you cuz you a groupie
Shooters in the back but this ain't a movie
Money got longer but I ain't Lil Uzi
250 on the dash swervin' in the 2 seat
Say she wanna hang
I dont wanna hang
I just want a iced out chain Johnny Dang
Never stab your homie back for the fame
Back for the fame
I say back for fame
Never stab your homie back for the fame
Bitch you a lame
I know this shit gone fuck up my liver
Stil gone pour it up, pour it up
I know these niggas be hating on me when I'm on the top
I'm in a black drop top Lamborghini
while I'm swervin off
I'm mixin Lean with the Sprite
Pop Perces for the night
Say she love me she lie
Told my mama dont cry
We gone be aight
Swear to god these niggas fake
You say you my brother really you a Snake
Dont be calling my phone
you talking with the jakes
What you know about drug abuse just wanna escape
What you know about nowhere to go broke in the rain
broke in the rain
What you know about posted on the block for the gang
I put twenty on my trist fifty for the chain
If he movin' wrong I put that boy on a plate
We gone eat him up
I ain't talk about no fishfilet
Wait, pull up to his momma crib let it spray
She sellin her pussy ain't no giveaway
Ice on my wrist baby look at my chain
I say look at my chain
spin the block
Lamborghini Hurucane,
Thats a new Hurucane
I know this shit gone fuck up my liver
Stil gone pour it up, pour it up
I know these niggas be hating on me when I'm on the top
I'm in a black drop top Lamborghini
while I'm swervin off
I'm mixin Lean with the Sprite
Pop Perces for the night
Say she love me she lie
Told my mama dont cry
We gone be aight

Written by:
Mohamad Ali

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