Kenoe Stakcs - Double Cup Lyrics

Yeah we finna pour up

I'll pour a deuce in a double cup
You late with my money bitch double up
Got them killas with me and they huddled up waiting to burn yo ass they don't give a f*ck
I'll pour a four in a double cup you late with my bitch double up got them killas with me
And they huddled up waiting to burn yo ass they don't give a f*ck
Pour a deuce pour a four pour a eight if you ain't talking cash get the f*ck up out my face

Double cup full of mud Backwoods full of bud
On that old three six shit
Bout to tear the club up
Nothing but GLM wit me
Came in with them fifties
Any nigga get wrong
They gone handle that swiftly
In the club with my feet up
Niggas try but can't keep up
Seen you at the mall earlier
You was spending yo re-up Niggas stunt to get a bitch
Me I get one and stunt
Got ya baby mama wit me
And she rolling my blunts
Pouring up my syrup
While you all at work
Smashed her at yo house last
Sunday while you was at church
I know you niggas don't like me
It's written all on your face
I keep a mossberg pump
Don't make me shoot up ya place
I might just go get me a room at the Westin and chillout cuz thats how I'm feeling
But if you dont pay me my money you owe me
I promise its gon be a killing

I'll pour a deuce in a double cup
You late with my money bitch double up
Got them killas with me and they huddled up waiting to burn yo ass they don't give a f*ck
I'll pour a four in a double cup you late with my bitch double up got them killas with me
And they huddled up waiting to burn yo ass they don't give a f*ck
Pour a deuce pour a four pour a eight if you ain't talking cash get the f*ck up out my face

I just popped me a seal
I just fed her a pill
Black and Decker in a Louis bag
Yeah she bout to get drilled
Now you screaming out oh shit
I know you thought that was yo bitch
But don't confront me about her
Get out yo feelings that's hoe shit
Real P's don't do that
We ain't saving these hoes
Don't get mad at a real nigga
Cuz yo main bitch chose
Bust down with the red face
Choxen fit with the new J's
I feel like Eddie Kane the whole world is my ashtray
Pop a seal pour a four up
They wasn't ready for the glow up
At first the club wasn't f*ckin wit me
Now I get paid just to show up
State to state I secure the bag
I know you see it I don't gotta brag
Play with my funds if you wanna nigga
I'ma introduce you to my chrome mag
I'm on one yeah I'm too lit
My blunts longer than pool sticks
These young niggas talk tough But in crunch time they don't do shit

I'll pour a deuce in a double cup
You late with my money bitch double up
Got them killas with me and they huddled up waiting to burn yo ass they don't give a f*ck
I'll pour a four in a double cup you late with my bitch double up got them killas with me and they huddled up waiting to burn yo ass they don't give a f*ck
Pour a deuce pour a four pour a eight if you ain't talking cash get the f*ck up out my face
If you ain't talking cash get the f*ck up out my face
You ain't talking cash get the f*ck up out my face