Pourin Up Dat Raw

All I see is (ayy, who that? John Gotitt)
Ayy, Ghost, watch right here
Oh, you ain't know? (Can't rush the vibe, Rando)
Okay, all I see is- (all I see is-)
Fuck (what you seein'? Ah)

All I see is red (red), before they catch my son without me
They gon' find you with no head (with no head, with no head)
Oh, you smooth? Okay, that's cool, too smooth, but I cut off his legs (legs, yeah, yeah)
Tell me how the fuck you love that bitch? She ain't never had no bread (no bread)
Rich, fuck (fuck), I ain't turn him up (uh-huh, fuck)
Light-skinned, curly haired bitch, fuck her rough (ah, ah)
Yeah, AP bust, APE, I do it for us (I do it for us)
Yeah, I just fucked off all my Tris, bitch, I'm high off Tuss' (high of Tuss')
Three hundred ten for the Maybach inside the garage
Ain't come off luck (yeah, ain't come off luck)
I got bored of that bitch in a week, I had a ménage, then bought a truck (ayy, I bought a truck)
I can't stress at all, if you fuck on my broad, I don't give a fuck (don't give a fuck)
Real P shit, don't be tender if your bitch pop out with us (huh, uh)
I'm in the Hellcat makin' dust (dust)
It ain't no sorry, what's your problem? Nigga, come show me it's up (it's up)
We outside without no guards, nigga (without no guards)
It ain't no one but us (ain't no one but us)
And I ain't sayin' I'm bulletproof at all, I'm just sayin' I can't be touched (touched)
Nigga, yeah (bitch), money flowin', diamond rings (rings)
She wanna fuck, well, I can't fuck right now, lil' bitch, I'm high off drank
One-point-two, that's what I spent on drank, it still ain't heal my pain (my pain)
In the strip club, she a flower, she can't grow without no rain (yeah)
I'm pourin' up that raw and you already know (already know, know)
Yeah, cup filled full of drank, it ain't no dry zone (uh, ah, uh)
If I don't call back, that means I pulled up on my ho (uh, uh, uh)
So if I'm drivin' by your house real slow
That means I'm pourin' up a four (I'm pourin' up a four now)
I keep niggas out my circle, ho, that's square business (square business)
I'm gon' put it in they face, make sure they really feel it (I don't give a fuck)
Bitch, you a driver on that drill, you ain't even killin' (even killin')
Yeah, in the 'yo with pink mollies and some freak bitches (freak, huh, huh)
While in New York I hit up Glo, she dress me up with fashion (fashion)
I think I'm way past bein' humble, bitch, right now, I'm braggin' (right now I'm braggin')
I think I'm way past bein', uh, never mind, I'm laughin' (I'm laugin')
To the bank, nigga (bank), what the fuck you think, nigga? (The fuck you think, nigga?)
Yeah, and I'm way past shoebox money, I'm way passin' two more O's (more O's)
I don't need no brand-new friends (friends), 'cause these too crazy two lil' hoes (hoes)
I'm 'bout one-point-three in cash if I get booked for two more shows (cash)
I was gon' let you niggas slide, but God had told me send you home (home)
Nigga (nigga), yeah, that's favor for favor (favor)
I can't say what I got in return, just know that I'm blessed and grateful (blessed and grateful)
Cartier frames on my table, bitch, I'm highly favored (I'm highly favored)
Yeah, I'm in New York countin' papers, strawberry bagels (strawberry, uh)
No pancakes on my plate, I'm sippin' syrup, maple (sippin' mud)
Yeah, four exes hit my line this year, I know I made it (I made it, yeah)
Yeah, you won't cater to your man, well, got no man to cater
Cater to, all I ever do is lose fuckin' 'round with (fuckin' 'round with)

You
All I ever do is lose fuckin' 'round with-
Uh, uh, yeah
All I ever do is lose fuckin' 'round with y'all
Uh, 'round with y'all
All I ever do is lose fuckin' 'round with you
Fuckin' 'round with you