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Pop the seal pour me up
I'm in slo mo
Ridin' with yo bitch
In a two door
Swervin' in a coupe
Blowin' gas smoke
Pay me up front
I'm about them bankrolls
Powder on the table
Got you geeked up
You the type to go out
With yo chain tucked
Snatch yo chain and yo bitch
She love to swallow nut
No one f*ck with you
You need to give it up
Only hang with real ones
I can never switch
Rat lookin' for cheese
Stitch yo damn lips
Knock you out yo hustle
Like I'm dangerous
If you a lame nigga
You can't hang with us
Gold medal on my neck
Like I'm Michael Phelps
Your bitch wanna unbuckle
My hermes belt
I didn't wanna f*ck her
But I might as well
I didn't wanna f*ck her
But I might as well
Might as well
I f*cked the bitch
She was thick as hell
Might as well
Ima go hard I can't take this L
Might as well
Ima go hard
I can't f*ckin' fail
Huh
I trust on God and this f*ckin' scale
Me by myself
Nobody else
Told her I dont need you
If you ain't finna help
I need the bands
Big bands big bands
I need them bands
Bring it fast bring it fast
Pop the seal pour me up
I'm in slo mo
Riding with yo bitch
In a two door
Swervin' in a coupe
Blowin' gas smoke
Pay me up front
I'm about them bankrolls
Used to use lunch money just to get high
Now I pull up ima buy the whole supply
In the field in the streets I am that guy
Only f*ck with true hoes yeah that's no lie
Grew up from the ground now I run my town
Started off with these O's now I'm losing pounds
Opps kicked down my door had to let me out
Now I'm steady stacking ima build a whole mound
Chasing presidents with my residents
And it's evident that I ain't hesitant
What's the precedence to this president
They got rid of all evidence
Maybe it's cus Cali going back to the Mexicans
Eminent domain take it back from these immigrants
I see dead ppl that got blue faces
I be takin' off yeah like my minds racing
I be takin' off yeah up in outer space and
I got too many drugs and too many cases
Pop the seal pour me up
I'm in slo mo
Ridin' with yo bitch
In a two door
Swervin' in a coupe
Blowin' gas smoke
Pay me up front
I'm about them bankrolls
Pop the seal pour me up
I'm in slo mo
Ridin' with yo bitch
In a two door
Swervin' in a coupe
Blowin' gas smoke
Pay me up front
I'm about them bankrolls
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Pop the seal pour me up
I'm in slo mo
Ridin' with yo bitch
In a two door
Swervin' in a coupe
Blowin' gas smoke
Pay me up front
I'm about them bankrolls
Powder on the table
Got you geeked up
You the type to go out
With yo chain tucked
Snatch yo chain and yo bitch
She love to swallow nut
No one f*ck with you
You need to give it up
Only hang with real ones
I can never switch
Rat lookin' for cheese
Stitch yo damn lips
Knock you out yo hustle
Like I'm dangerous
If you a lame nigga
You can't hang with us
Gold medal on my neck
Like I'm Michael Phelps
Your bitch wanna unbuckle
My hermes belt
I didn't wanna f*ck her
But I might as well
I didn't wanna f*ck her
But I might as well
Might as well
I f*cked the bitch
She was thick as hell
Might as well
Ima go hard I can't take this L
Might as well
Ima go hard
I can't f*ckin' fail
Huh
I trust on God and this f*ckin' scale
Me by myself
Nobody else
Told her I dont need you
If you ain't finna help
I need the bands
Big bands big bands
I need them bands
Bring it fast bring it fast
Pop the seal pour me up
I'm in slo mo
Riding with yo bitch
In a two door
Swervin' in a coupe
Blowin' gas smoke
Pay me up front
I'm about them bankrolls
Used to use lunch money just to get high
Now I pull up ima buy the whole supply
In the field in the streets I am that guy
Only f*ck with true hoes yeah that's no lie
Grew up from the ground now I run my town
Started off with these O's now I'm losing pounds
Opps kicked down my door had to let me out
Now I'm steady stacking ima build a whole mound
Chasing presidents with my residents
And it's evident that I ain't hesitant
What's the precedence to this president
They got rid of all evidence
Maybe it's cus Cali going back to the Mexicans
Eminent domain take it back from these immigrants
I see dead ppl that got blue faces
I be takin' off yeah like my minds racing
I be takin' off yeah up in outer space and
I got too many drugs and too many cases
Pop the seal pour me up
I'm in slo mo
Ridin' with yo bitch
In a two door
Swervin' in a coupe
Blowin' gas smoke
Pay me up front
I'm about them bankrolls
Pop the seal pour me up
I'm in slo mo
Ridin' with yo bitch
In a two door
Swervin' in a coupe
Blowin' gas smoke
Pay me up front
I'm about them bankrolls
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Writer: Joseph Fiori, Martin Loza, Victor Bernal
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