Pour It Up

Wait slow it up
I get the act and I pour it up
Wait pour it up
Pass me a russian I'm rolling up
Broke niggas be sad get your numbers up
GMW they mad they ain't one of us
My niggas trap hard till the sun go up
Wait run it up
Wait slow it up
I get the act and I pour it up
Wait pour it up
Pass me a russian I'm rolling up
Broke niggas be sad get your numbers up
GMW they mad they ain't one of us
My niggas trap hard till the sun go up
Wait run it up

GMW pop them tags when we shop at Saks
Once they see our face they ring us up right in the back
Too many hunnits out these hoes don't know how to act
Soon as I walk up in the spot they could smell the racks
Me and Loopy two deep always spend that bag
Sometimes swiping credit most time it be with that cash
And thats the reason why alot a niggas really mad
Too many feens up on the ave feds trynna raid the trap
But they don't even know where gang knew location at
So bro gon whip it up and he gon cook another batch
Kick the works chevy reading nigga that's a fact
And bitches frunted then now they all come crawling back
Cause my diamonds they be dancing freezer on my neck
So they pussy get tsunami started leaking wet
And I don't answer hoes I leave them on read upset
I'm counting bread run it up in my Giseps

Wait slow it up
I get the act and I pour it up
Wait pour it up
Pass me a russian I'm rolling up
Broke niggas be sad get your numbers up
GMW they mad they ain't one of us
My niggas trap hard till the sun go up
Wait run it up
Wait slow it up
I get the act and I pour it up
Wait pour it up
Pass me a russian I'm rolling up
Broke niggas be sad get your numbers up
GMW they mad they ain't one of us
My niggas trap hard till the sun go up
Wait run it up

Loopy bitch I'm next you know I'm next
Niggas vexed these niggas vexed
Speeding out like a jet
Diamonds on my diamonds wet
I be splashing it ain't no water
Twenty one slide on your daughter
I'm in my gang im with my gang
You in ya lane stay in ya lane
Blue cheese on me you know I got big guap
Come down here catch a big shot
87 pull up my shit stay hot
We take everything we don't care bout cops
Lay low from the fucking jakes
Niggas hate yea they want the food up on my plate
Diamonds on me cross the spikes you could see the flakes
Niggas talking they be hate cause these niggas lame.

Wait slow it up
I get the act and I pour it up
Wait pour it up
Pass me a russian I'm rolling up
Broke niggas be sad get your numbers up
GMW they mad they ain't one of us
My niggas trap hard till the sun go up
Wait run it up
Wait slow it up
I get the act and I pour it up
Wait pour it up
Pass me a russian I'm rolling up
Broke niggas be sad get your numbers up
GMW they mad they ain't one of us
My niggas trap hard till the sun go up
Wait run it up



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Writer(s): Jose Gual
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