Pour It.

Know I'm high asl innis bitch You gotta know I'm floating Yoda filled to ceiling Might spill if I pour it Shit,is that even a question? You know I'm gon' pour it up Bitch,I hate texting Wyd? I'm pulling up Like bitch come through I keep my tool You run up,you screwed I keep my blues Davo with a wood Him and Tyso gon face it I don't wanna talk bitch I hate it Better know bitch I'm still Wavy Better know bitch I'm still Wavy I been workin' in the morgue Countin' presidents Glock send 'em to the lord Play foul,no referee Flashlight onna glock Doing hits at night This bitch a thot Fucked her on the first night I'm in a fit,with a bad ass bitch Shit,keep my glock I don't miss Shit,and my range limitless Tyso gotta gen five Splick gotta gun that glitch I gotta beam on mine Bitch I will not miss Fucked on her friend,she upset Gon' party like Project X Yeah I'm thumbing through these blues Getting papercuts Couldn't go to school & fake it Seeing numbers like the matrix Necklace shinin Heartagram pendant Slits on her wrists,she might end it I'm like"Heyy,girl let me get yo digits" I been splurging Don't count what I'm spendin I'm gon' make it back I won't wait for that Davo in here with a wood,I know he facin' that