Pout

Turn on the mother fuckin' beat

What do the hills say now?
That's flat out, that's flat out
I ain't even say who with me
I'm all out, I'm all proud, that's flat out
Yea

Guess we won't take the honest route
Don't tell me what you won't allow
Time will tell without a doubt
You didn't ever have to pout

Stop cryin', weepin', till' we drown
We'll drown under the work we're bound
Stop cryin', weepin', buildin' mounds
We're buildin' mounds for fun to lounge

I ain't have to make sound
But you know I had to bounce
I walk right back in unannounced
You're gon' wait for me to bow

We're normal going crazy now
We're crazy with a lot of mouth
I ain't ever make you frown
If I did it turn upside down

Ain't no cap like proper nouns
You're finna give me fuckin' crown
You know how it get around
Ask her where she got your loud

We're the talk of all the town
We search for love until it's found
Mary Jane stuck on the couch
Mary Jane spilled on the ground

What do the hills say now?
That's flat out, that's flat out
I ain't even say who with me
I'm all out, I'm all proud, that's flat out
Yea

Guess we won't to take the honest route
Don't tell me what you won't allow
Time will tell without a doubt
You didn't ever have to pout

I fuck that bitch, I don't pull out
You know how I'm comin' now

I stay down with the best, turn up on my own
It ain't too much shit I stress, I stay high up in my zone
Get all my thoughts correct, coochie good to know
Spell it out unless I know you're a hoe

You're studyin' what I forget, forget it I ain't need to guess
Guess we'll end up speakin' less, but you won't leave me alone
I ain't gon' buy a vest, you're finna give me dome
I ain't miss a tech, I might wipe your nose

I'm spacin' out unless I know stars explode
Starboard I'm on deck, now you're finna blow
Learnin' ain't a test, coochie good to know
Spell it out unless I'm on a fuckin' roll

We're smokin' after sex, then we hit the road
I'm drivin' while I text, you don't call me bro
I ain't never rest, left my work at home
Tell 'em paint it black, like a rolling stone

What do the hills say now?
That's flat out, that's flat out
I ain't even say who with me
I'm all out, I'm all proud, that's flat out
Yea

Guess we won't to take the honest route
Don't tell me what you won't allow
Time will tell without a doubt
You didn't ever have to pout

Yea
What do the hills say now?
Yea



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Writer(s): Ian Turner, Turn On Music
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