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flfty-2 - pourin up lyrics

[chorus: ken carson]
(ay check fifty+2’s track)
huh, huh, huh
said he gon’ do some, huh, huh, huh, then do it, huh, huh
he had a shot, huh, huh, but he blew it, huh, huh
i’m pourin’ the wock’, yeah, yeah, i’m sippin’ the fluid
huh, i pull the cash out, yeah, yeah, it ain’t nothin’ to it
yeah, she got that ass out and she got tattoos on her booty
yeah, said he gon’ crash out but that n+gga ain’t foolin’ us

[verse 1: destroy lonely]
said he gon’ crash out but that n+gga ain’t foolin’ us
we brought them mags out, lil’ b+tch, we sticked up and toolied up
i’m so dranked out, i pour a whole pint in two liters
i’m so o’d out, i’m with my twin, lil’ b+tch, it’s two of us
i’m on the road shawty, i been trapped on the tour bus
expensive lifestyle, i do too much, these n+ggas ain’t doin’ nothin’

[verse 2: ken carson & destroy lonely]
i spent a— huh, huh, on my son and ain’t even got no son
i spent a— huh, huh, on all these guns, lil’ b+tch, i’m ready to bust
i got a thousand for my first show, now i make a honeybun
every time i walk on the stage, yeah, they go dumb
i’m ebk lil’ b+tch, i’on give a f+ck who you is or where you from
told the b+tch i don’t sip no tris, i’m sippin’ wockhardt ’til i’m numb
gelato 41, yeah, in my lungs
stop askin’ me where my hoes at, ‘cause you ain’t got none
i pull up with that f&n, you got a cap gun
i pull up with that drac’, okay, i make my opps run
[verse 3: destroy lonely]
pull up with a bankroll, b+tch, i’m ’bout money
pull up with a loaded pole, b+tch, i ain’t goin’ for nothin’
these n+ggas not my bros, i’on know them, no
tom cruise designer clothes, i do my own stunts
wockhardt and 41, lil’ b+tch, i don’t smoke runtz
’til my heart stop, i’m pourin’ up, lil’ b+tch, i’m geeked as f+ck (d+mn)
stand on ten toes, i shoot it out before i start to run
i done said it once, i’ll say it again, “these n+ggas ain’t on nothin'”

[chorus: ken carson]
huh, huh, huh
said he gon’ do some, huh, huh, huh, then do it, huh, huh
he had a shot, huh, huh, but he blew it, huh, huh
i’m pourin’ the wock’, yeah, yeah, i’m sippin’ the fluid
huh, i pull the cash out, yeah, yeah, it ain’t nothin’ to it
yeah, she got that ass out and she got tattoos on her booty
yeah, said he gon’ crash out but that n+gga ain’t foolin’ us

- flfty 2 lyrics

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