Pour It

I got some problems in my life, but everything gon' be okay (okay) I'ma stack it, put it in the safe And if you wanna pay the price, I ain't never goin' no way (no way) (I ain't goin' no way, QRN, yeah) Crack the seal off a pint of lean, oh yeah, we gon' pour it (pour it) Steady grindin', tryna get some more of it (more of it, uh) Trap house jumpin' like a trampoline (skrrt), oh yeah, steady rollin' (rollin') Uh, once again, the cops patrollin' (woo, woo) I took lil' mama to the spot (spot), uh, from the back, I made her throw it (throw it) Don't be scared to throw that ass, show it, yeah I don't give a damn about no opp block, oh yeah, let them poles hit And if I walk inside the club, that pole in (pole in) Whole lot of stacks made out the trap, yeah, I'ma count it, f*ck a rubber band, yeah (yeah) Hundred bands inside my Robins (Robins) I swear lil' shawty, she a thot, uh, I'ma treat her like a bad bitch (yeah) I put a switch up on the Glock, now it's an automatic ('matic) I'ma f*ck this bitch and give her back, you can have her I'ma make a hundred fuckin' cash off this plastic (uh) Glock-21, extended mag, not talkin' Savage (baow, baow) I'm not gonna show Audemars and the Patek Uh, I'ma pop this bar then sip this cup then go to Saturn ring I shouldn't have fucked your homegirl 'cause I realized that you're badder them (I fucked your thot) Come through drippin' in Chanel, I might go put a little lovin' in (I might go put a little lovin') It's AMG, the copy on the carpet like Aladdin (skrrt) Crack the seal off a pint of lean, oh yeah, we gon' pour it (pour it) Steady grindin', tryna get some more of it (more of it, uh) Trap house jumpin' like a trampoline (skrrt), oh yeah, steady rollin' (rollin') Uh, once again, the cops patrollin' (Woo, woo) I took lil' mama to the spot (spot), uh, from the back, I made her throw it (throw it) Don't be scared to throw that ass, show it, yeah I don't give a damn about no opp block, oh yeah, let them poles hit And if I walk inside the club, that pole in (pole in) Whole lot of stacks made out the trap, yeah, I'ma count it, f*ck a rubber band, yeah (yeah) Hundred bands inside my Robins (Robins) I swear lil' shawty, she a thot, uh, I'ma treat her like a bad bitch (yeah) I put a switch up on the Glock, now it's an automatic ('matic) And I ain't talkin' 'bout Meek, baby, I just want the millies It's hard to make a choice, the Rolls-Royce or the Bentley? I'm fly like an eagle, me and Joey out in Philly Uh, I just want the money and more money, do you hear me? I just want some Balmains, I just want Amiris Free my nigga Bullet, big B bangin', yeah, he Billy I'm rockin' Fear of God Essential 'fit, but I don't feel it I got a scar from drinkin' all this lean, I got it on my kidney Crack the seal off a pint of lean, oh yeah, we gon' pour it (pour it) Steady grindin', tryna get some more of it (more of it, uh) Trap house jumpin' like a trampoline (skrrt), oh yeah, steady rollin' (rollin') Uh, once again, the cops patrollin' (woo, woo)