Pour It Up

(DJ Crisis, Screwed)

Codeine in my cup, sippin lean pour it up (X3)

Sippin lean pour it up (x2)

(X2)

(Tony Mike)

Yall know me, Mr. Etc/

I'm the G that freaks your girl each week

Cheifin weed, I'm smokin out/

Inhale, hold, I'm blowing out

Choking now, whatcha know about/

Hilltop Hustlaz, we showin out

Cruise through the Mad when I'm going out/

You were randomly robbed, cuz we chose your house

I load a round, silencer, so no sound/

When I see 5-0, i hold it down

Tote a pound, but I expose an ounce/

When i step to the mic, i got explosive sound

Slow it down, drunk as fuck/

Sippin from a solo cup

Pour it up, sure enough/

Nuts slappin cunts, I tore it up

Florida is where I'm from, Georgia is where I stay/

It don't matter cuz I rep 4 freedoms everyday

Sippin lean, promethazine, mixed with codeine, fun dip, and peach/

Twistin up a swisher sweet, drink Hpnotiq and Hennessy. Uhh!

(Tony Mike)

Smoking on some candy 'dro, drinking on some Brandy bro/

Hands down bitches pantyhose, feelin up they camel toe

Got em breathing hard, wet em up, take em yo the crib, sex em up/

Sweat em up, kick em out, they'll be back, wanna bet it up?

Et Cetera sippin purp, in the club where bitches lurk/

Take em home, get em up their skirt, go back to the club in a different shirt

Pimpin works for sure, when the fuck did relationships/

She's putting her number in my phone, but I ain't gonna save the shit

I played the bitch, take the bitch, to the club where I make the switch/

Get her drunk, she's throwing up, but I ain't gonna babysit

When she's in the bathroom passing out, I'm in the lounge mackin out/

Bitches pass me with their asses out, I got a pen and my napkin out. Uhh!