Pour It Up

Let me just pick up my cup
Let me just pour it on up
Up in the liquor-house and I'm light
And Im too G to throw up
Unless Im throwing it up
Some Im my homeys they bang
Work on the block with that cane
But I ain't trying to be Kane

Cause dead niggas cant make money
Im just trying best life
No stress cause I'm nice when I bless mics
And I killed little mama just last night
Let me just eat cause my appetite
For money for women is out of sight
Fetus for Gucci, Versace
But Im still hood so just watch me
Knock out this track like Im Rocky
Blow out her back cause Im cocky
Get me some top that be sloppy
Eat out her cat like they Takis
Eat that cat like Takis
Blow out her back cause Im Rocky
Blow out her back cause Im cocky
Get me some top that be sloppy

Let me just pick up my cup
Let me just pour it on up
Up in the liquor-house and I'm light
And Im too G to throw up
Unless Im throwing it up
Some Im my homeys they bang
Work on the block with that cane
But I ain't trying to be Kane

Cause I got to much going on now
To fail cause Im wanna to be epic
Give me the track and promise that I bless it
Matter fact on the board Im respected
Put myself in the mix then I mixed it
Then I poured me a drink then I mixed it
Like when a nigga when he trying to gift lifted
But the loud and the soft I don't mix it

Let me just pick up my cup
Let me just pour it on up
Up in the liquor-house and I'm light
And Im too G to throw up
Unless Im throwing it up
Some Im my homeys they bang
Work on the block with that cane
But I ain't trying to be Kane

I like the way the way she move
All in the boom boom room
Passing around in the room
She lit and she love my tune
She say her ex is a goon
But I got a thing and I go it boom
Dont mean to assume
But you got a necklace on with a spoon
I'm a consume give me some room
Shot after shot so they call me a shotta'
Making that cheese I call it ricotta
Throwing the balls like my name Mariotta
Got fish scales like a sack of Raconda
Write with a pen like Gianni Riotta
Taxing the game like you paying zakat
I made the track so get off of my lot

Let me just pick up my cup
Let me just pour it on up
Up in the liquor-house and I'm light
And Im too G to throw up
Unless Im throwing it up
Some Im my homeys they bang
Work on the block with that cane
But I ain't trying to be Kane