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The bitches on the stage I'mma keep tipping
The pints on deck I'mma keep sipping
Roll up, roll up, hold up, hold up
I'm so froze up, I might throw up
Crack a seat and pull it forward
Kill that crack and pour some more
POUR SOME MORE

The bitches on the stage I'mma keep tipping
The pints on deck I'mma keep sipping
Roll up, roll up, hold up, hold up
I'm so froze up, I might throw up
Crack a seat and pull it forward
Kill that crack and pour some more
POUR SOME MORE

I'm walking retros with the cargos
I sent so many brinks, I need a bar code
All the vatos in the hood, they call me Pablo
‘Cause I can cook a half a kilo with my eyes closed
I'm in my Lambo Murcielago
But what's ironic to me is the fact I drive slow
I try to put my dick so deep and touch your torsos
I'm just an OG in the hood just like your uncle
And I'm shitting on these niggas like a portable potty
And a brand new Bugatti makes us ride in narcotics
Young nigga super cocky and my verse is melodic
Crazy paint on the pin, it look like henna hypnotic

The bitches on the stage I'mma keep tipping
The pints on deck I'mma keep sipping
Roll up, roll up, hold up, hold up
I'm so froze up, I might throw up
Crack a seat and pull it forward
Kill that crack and pour some more
POUR SOME MORE

The bitches on the stage I'mma keep tipping
The pints on deck I'mma keep sipping
Roll up, roll up, hold up, hold up
I'm so froze up, I might throw up
Crack a seat and pull it forward
Kill that crack and pour some more
POUR SOME MORE

Cooking dope and trust a tree, yeah, I got the receipt
You're still on niggas, so I never let you handle me
Hotter than a candle, bitch, straight A noogie Cherokee
My new girlfriend is blackness, and I run with a bunch of thieves
Your baby momma send me in Lenox and tried to tackle me
I done got so famous, I can't even eat that Applebee's
I don't give a damn about no nigga say he outrapping me
Hid the pints in the truck, I want a stack a piece
Three naked hoes in the room, they wanna stack a piece
It's one hundred thousand just on my goons, come sip some ice with me
Two Ferraris parked at my house, who wanna race with me?
Pick the ticket, let's see who wins to have a day with me

The bitches on the stage I'mma keep tipping
The pints on deck I'mma keep sipping
Roll up, roll up, hold up, hold up
I'm so froze up, I might throw up
Crack a seat and pull it forward
Kill that crack and pour some more
POUR SOME MORE

The bitches on the stage I'mma keep tipping
The pints on deck I'mma keep sipping
Roll up, roll up, hold up, hold up
I'm so froze up, I might throw up
Crack a seat and pull it forward
Kill that crack and pour some more
POUR SOME MORE

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