POUR ONE UP

Ahhhh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ahhhh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ahhhh (I'm feeling like)
And I'm feeling like
And I'm feeling like
And I'm feeling like
Yeah!

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

I'm tryna pour one up
Get your shit, I'm on the way
We get lit, pulling in weight
Told that bitch to get out of my face
Fuck the drama, I'm tryna get paid
Sippin' dirty, dirty lemonade
She get flirty, comment on my page
Tote a '30, clutching on the drake

Clutching
I see the opp and they running
I'm just tryna get my blunt lit
I'm just turning up the function
I got one hoe on the X
I got one hoe giving neck
I'm tryna blow, get a check
I'm tryna hit, give me next

They know my name
If they don't tell 'em, "Figure it out"
Swear they just be focused on the clout
Finna roll up, go chill in the clouds
Sick of all the motherfuckin' clowns
Tryna see what I'm all about
While I'm puffing on the fucking loud
They tryna roll with us, ain't got no doubt
No doubt, no doubt

Your hoe get passed around
Start to tweak when the gas around
She get wet when she hear my sound
Finna hit the boy with nine rounds
I think I can work with this
Sippin' red put a 30 in
I'm just ballin' out for the win
Mama never seen me like this

I'm tryna pour one up
Get your shit, I'm on the way
We get lit, pulling in weight
Told that bitch to get out of my face
Fuck the drama, I'm tryna get paid
Sippin' dirty, dirty lemonade
She get flirty, comment on my page
Tote a '30, clutching on the drake
Told that bitch we finna be okay
Told that bitch not to worry 'bout nothing
They know I come up in that hoe stuntin'
Got a bad bitch I swear that hoe stunning
Opps see me, yeah I know that they running
Told my mama that I'm finna be something
Mama calling 'cause she know that I want it
I been balling yeah I know that it's coming

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yo



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Writer(s): Roman Link
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