Yeah, all I think about is pour up
All I think about is roll up (You're twoclose!)
Slump as f*ck I need a upper (OK is the hardest, I swear to God)
Yeah, but that shit make me suffer
Yeah, diamonds on my wrist
Chrome up on my waist
Rick up on my shoes
Yeah, expensive taste
Bitch I aim I shoot and I beat that case
I unfold the keltec from the briefcase
Left that hoe and now I gotta replace
Got my gloves on, I can't leave no trace
Make a song if I feel out of place
Bitches yelling feds like a raid
Yeah I unload the clip like a rattlesnake, yeah, yeah
Pull up to the rave around eight
Pull up to the trap around six
Pull up on yo bitch in my Ricks
Pop out with a bad bitch and she sucking on my tip
Yeah, call up the plug and then I take a sip
Yeah, roll a blunt and I take a rip
Yeah, my neck is filled with ice
Yeah, she know I'll pay the price
Yeah, she know my dick suffice, yeah
Take her on a trip it's a late night
(OK is the hardest, I swear to God)
Yeah, yeah, big gun to your head keltec
Big kickflip finna break my f*cking neck
Flare jeans finna cop a f*cking check
Steroid Boots finna cop a flick
Twin glocks like them bitches chopsticks
Yeah, twin bitches they snorting lines of they tits
Shiny diamond watch no politics
Drop a rack in Paris
Yeah, bitch I'm on my shit
Pay a band for a shirt
Yeah, this shit shaped weird
Pay a band for some weed
Yeah, this shit taste weird
Took your bitch to my room
And she already on her knees
Bitch shut the f*ck up please
Bitch can you suck me please?
At the skate spot yell police
At the goth palace
Bitch take a f*cking seat
Designs up on my jeans
Yeah, this a weird piece
Hit a Tre-flip
In middle of the street
Expensive clothes gotta gatekeep
Yeah, bitch I gotta gate keep
All these clothes on my body
Yeah, they make me feel complete
Bitch my drip be out yo league
No you can't compete
Yeah, I lay your mans on the concrete
Pour the lean and repeat
Pour the lean and repeat
Yeah, all I think about is pour up
All I think about is roll up
Slump as f*ck I need a upper
Yeah, but that shit make me suffer
(OK is the hardest, I swear to God)
(We gon be OK)
(You're twoclose!)
(twoclose)
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Yeah, all I think about is pour up
All I think about is roll up (You're twoclose!)
Slump as f*ck I need a upper (OK is the hardest, I swear to God)
Yeah, but that shit make me suffer
Yeah, diamonds on my wrist
Chrome up on my waist
Rick up on my shoes
Yeah, expensive taste
Bitch I aim I shoot and I beat that case
I unfold the keltec from the briefcase
Left that hoe and now I gotta replace
Got my gloves on, I can't leave no trace
Make a song if I feel out of place
Bitches yelling feds like a raid
Yeah I unload the clip like a rattlesnake, yeah, yeah
Pull up to the rave around eight
Pull up to the trap around six
Pull up on yo bitch in my Ricks
Pop out with a bad bitch and she sucking on my tip
Yeah, call up the plug and then I take a sip
Yeah, roll a blunt and I take a rip
Yeah, my neck is filled with ice
Yeah, she know I'll pay the price
Yeah, she know my dick suffice, yeah
Take her on a trip it's a late night
(OK is the hardest, I swear to God)
Yeah, yeah, big gun to your head keltec
Big kickflip finna break my f*cking neck
Flare jeans finna cop a f*cking check
Steroid Boots finna cop a flick
Twin glocks like them bitches chopsticks
Yeah, twin bitches they snorting lines of they tits
Shiny diamond watch no politics
Drop a rack in Paris
Yeah, bitch I'm on my shit
Pay a band for a shirt
Yeah, this shit shaped weird
Pay a band for some weed
Yeah, this shit taste weird
Took your bitch to my room
And she already on her knees
Bitch shut the f*ck up please
Bitch can you suck me please?
At the skate spot yell police
At the goth palace
Bitch take a f*cking seat
Designs up on my jeans
Yeah, this a weird piece
Hit a Tre-flip
In middle of the street
Expensive clothes gotta gatekeep
Yeah, bitch I gotta gate keep
All these clothes on my body
Yeah, they make me feel complete
Bitch my drip be out yo league
No you can't compete
Yeah, I lay your mans on the concrete
Pour the lean and repeat
Pour the lean and repeat
Yeah, all I think about is pour up
All I think about is roll up
Slump as f*ck I need a upper
Yeah, but that shit make me suffer
(OK is the hardest, I swear to God)
(We gon be OK)
(You're twoclose!)
(twoclose)
All I think about is roll up (You're twoclose!)
Slump as f*ck I need a upper (OK is the hardest, I swear to God)
Yeah, but that shit make me suffer
Yeah, diamonds on my wrist
Chrome up on my waist
Rick up on my shoes
Yeah, expensive taste
Bitch I aim I shoot and I beat that case
I unfold the keltec from the briefcase
Left that hoe and now I gotta replace
Got my gloves on, I can't leave no trace
Make a song if I feel out of place
Bitches yelling feds like a raid
Yeah I unload the clip like a rattlesnake, yeah, yeah
Pull up to the rave around eight
Pull up to the trap around six
Pull up on yo bitch in my Ricks
Pop out with a bad bitch and she sucking on my tip
Yeah, call up the plug and then I take a sip
Yeah, roll a blunt and I take a rip
Yeah, my neck is filled with ice
Yeah, she know I'll pay the price
Yeah, she know my dick suffice, yeah
Take her on a trip it's a late night
(OK is the hardest, I swear to God)
Yeah, yeah, big gun to your head keltec
Big kickflip finna break my f*cking neck
Flare jeans finna cop a f*cking check
Steroid Boots finna cop a flick
Twin glocks like them bitches chopsticks
Yeah, twin bitches they snorting lines of they tits
Shiny diamond watch no politics
Drop a rack in Paris
Yeah, bitch I'm on my shit
Pay a band for a shirt
Yeah, this shit shaped weird
Pay a band for some weed
Yeah, this shit taste weird
Took your bitch to my room
And she already on her knees
Bitch shut the f*ck up please
Bitch can you suck me please?
At the skate spot yell police
At the goth palace
Bitch take a f*cking seat
Designs up on my jeans
Yeah, this a weird piece
Hit a Tre-flip
In middle of the street
Expensive clothes gotta gatekeep
Yeah, bitch I gotta gate keep
All these clothes on my body
Yeah, they make me feel complete
Bitch my drip be out yo league
No you can't compete
Yeah, I lay your mans on the concrete
Pour the lean and repeat
Pour the lean and repeat
Yeah, all I think about is pour up
All I think about is roll up
Slump as f*ck I need a upper
Yeah, but that shit make me suffer
(OK is the hardest, I swear to God)
(We gon be OK)
(You're twoclose!)
(twoclose)
Writer: Cameron Baker, Logan Robertson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid