Po' Up (feat. Seiji)

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Flizzity Fluent

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Pour up, mixing liquor pouring more up
Lean in the styro, finna mix it with some soda
Hold up, nah these bitches they don't know us
But they wanna leave with me, 'cause my wrist is frozen
Pour up, mixing liquor pouring more up
Lean in the styro, finna mix it with some soda
Hold up, nah these bitches they don't know us
But they wanna leave with me, 'cause my wrist is frozen
Bending the law, can never be broke
Fight through them all, to lead me to hope
I see my own fears, my eye's on the scope
Life is too short, I'm making the most
Twelve on my back, I feel like the GOAT
My neck is so cold, I'm making it snow
Young Egyptian, covered in gold
I get it right back, with pack that I sold
Pack that I flipped, selling the work
Came on the Earth, with pain on my shirt
Want what you got, I came from the dirt
I get to the bag if the thing gonna work
Believe it or not, I came with the juice
I keep dropping hits, you buy it for proof
Cancel your plans, my show is the move
My album has come, it's long overdue
Guitar on my beats, I'm singing my blues
Sing in my tune, discover my mood
I shoot for the stars, and aim for the moon
Last summer so crazy, I slang with the tool
Shopping the spree, you can't f*ck with me
Drinks at my shows, they come with a fee
Smoking the wood, puff on the tree
Your bitch looking good, she jug on her knees
Cash in the trunk, and more underneath
The weight of the world, is all on my sleeve
Headline the show, I'm living my dream
I turn up the heat, one hundred degrees
Crashing my whip, my passion is this
My heart is too big, my baddest expense
Money is crazy, it stacks, then it flips
My girl is so dope, might crack and have kids
Pour up, mixing liquor pouring more up
Lean in the styro, finna mix it with some soda
Hold up, nah these bitches they don't know us
But they wanna leave with me, 'cause my wrist is frozen
Pour up, mixing liquor pouring more up
Lean in the styro, finna mix it with some soda
Hold up, nah these bitches they don't know us
But they wanna leave with me, 'cause my wrist is frozen
Hold up
Coke and rum don't combine for a good night
No soda in a cup, shot glass, po' to high, low ride
Like George Lopez's old fries, was when TV turned off with low lights
Now I got no life, besides what I do in my music
I'm doing it, I'm ruining, my time out here with Fluent bitch
I'm the crucifix, and you losers is, just viewing this
I'm a nudist, you prudist, everything you say is truant
'Cause your clothes don't know what you're doing
You're looking so Goddamn clueless
Here's the thing, I didn't mean to ruin anything
A pretty penny means more to you, than it does to me
I don't need to steal, my squad eating plentifully
I feel like it's a compliment when rappers mention me
'Cause I'd never mention you, you get lesser views
Doesn't mean I think less of you, I just don't see a threat in you
So if anybody asks, I'd simply I don't mess with dude
I'm not impressed by you, that's not a flex by me
That's some real shit, it's just how I feel, my G
I wish someone real would try me, I'd love to make a real crime scene
F*ck all y'all who think I'm lying
I'ma make the game my broad, see
Yeah yeah
Pour up, mixing liquor pouring more up
Lean in the styro, finna mix it with some soda
Hold up, nah these bitches they don't know us
But they wanna leave with me, 'cause my wrist is frozen
Pour up, mixing liquor pouring more up
Lean in the styro, finna mix it with some soda
Hold up, nah these bitches they don't know us
But they wanna leave with me, 'cause my wrist is frozen
Hold up

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