Pouring Codeine Lyrics

[Intro]
Absolutely

[Verse]
All you niggas act like hoes, 'cause you know I got yo' hoe
I be counting up my rolls, give a damn about a hoe
See the cops I gotta go, 'bout to take a backroad
I be at the Citgo, everything for the low
Taxin' niggas out they money, I feel like I'm Uncle Sam
I don't flex for you niggas, I be flexin' for the Gram
Took his bitch then I f*cked her, bet I f*cked her right on cam
Finesse niggas out they money, that's exactly who I am
You say you a trap nigga, you can't even whip a brick
You say you a real nigga, explain how I took yo' shit
Why your bitch on my dick? That's supposed to be yo' bitch
She just want a trap nigga and she like me 'cause I'm rich
I can never be a hoe and I put that on my soul
All my niggas on the road, take my chain I gotta blow
I be countin' bankrolls, sellin' bricks by the sto'
I be at your corner sto', catch me by the Citgo
Shawty bad, she so fine, she gon' hop in the ride f*ck the police they some hoes, I can't even be outside
Bitch my diamonds, they be dancin'
Boy I'm clean just like some tide
If finessin' was a crime, would've had to do some time
Three grams in the wood, I can smoke it by myself
Speedin' in a f*ckin' Bimmer, boy your ass gon' get left
I got thirty-three rounds, so I do not need no help
Sprayed the pistol at his face, then I ask him how it felt
Bitch, I'm tryna get designer, tryna rock a big belt
Ben and Jackson are my friends, I don't trust nobody else
I be coolin' in the crib, I been rollin up that dope
All my niggas want you dead, so they send shots with the scope

[Chorus]
Po' up that fo', gotta pour up that fo'
Po' up that fo', I gotta pour up that fo'
I'm done I want some more, I gotta pour up that fo'
Po' up that fo', po' up that fo'
Po' up that fo', then I go take your hoe
Pour up that fo', that fo'

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