[Verse 1: atcreams]
Watch me pour up and pullout
Apple bottom from the south
Only reason she around
So I can pour up and pullout
Hoes, you know be going in and out!
Chilling, rubbing, f**ing in the shower
Get my nut in, dipping in an hour
Ain't nothing, loving then I'm out
Finna stuff the oven, my couch
Coming up by hustle, I'm 'bout
I'm back from the dirty deep south
Me and raiden spit flames out the mouth
Run now or we getting kicked out. Of the bleachers
Get caught by either, just not policia
When I see them I be leaving where I'm at
I got reefer and latinas with those bootys that be fat
And they always hit me back
Just ask raiden 'bout his pad, out in Bama that he had
For two months boy when we stayed together
Be too much boy when we rage together
Made too much boy, went suede to leather
Yeah we made it better, when we stayed together
(Creams A T)
[Verse 2: Yachtson]
They didn't think the track would slap the way it did, aye!
I got a nosebleed and you know my blood is thin, aye!
Austin women love me, b**h I'm Clint Eastwood!
We breeded higher and we don't smoke unless it's backwoods!
And WE do not smoke unless it's backwoods
They don't like it when they see us in their neighborhoods
I'm repping MK on my wrist, and on my TV
And your girlfriend fix her hair everytime she sees me
I'm glad I gotta keep these rappers on my list, aye!
I could tell her booty thinking 'bout my fist, AYE!
Mooching when she see us in that 'Cedes
And she know he got it for the low and wanna have his babies, oh yeah!
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yah yah!
Aye aye, aye aye, aye aye!
[Verse 3: atcreams]
Hand on a pitcher with another where you kneel
230 in the M and I'm finna seal they deal
Georgia peach rear end, no question that it's real
Finna pour up and pull out, and my hand ain't left the wheel!
And if life's what you make it
Then don't f** with no snake b**h
Boy make sure that you pullout or you might catch a baby!
Have you been pouring up that much lately
Cuz I think your a** might mistake me
For somebody with less money that you could be dating
Pouring up, pulling out, call her up, break her down
If you my honey I'll take you out
Talking p**y to me, wanna smack your mouth
If we hanging out then I'm blacking out
Waking up with you, then I'll take you out
Get you chik-fil-a, give you dick for days
Pour up seperate, pullout separate ways
[Verse 4: atcreams&Yachtson]
Watch me pour up and pull out!
Liquor boy, now watch me drown!
Won't pick her up, won't hit the town!
Sneak Out we don't make a sound!
[Verse 5: Yachtson]
Sneak Out! I Heard they riding on the lowkey!
Beyond the floor is what you don't see
Why everybody in the valley wanna know me
Man I think they're lonely
T-town repping Tony!
[Verse 6: atcreams]
On the radio in the 530
Now watch me flow like I'm fabio
When I, kick it with these b**hes, Ralph Maccio
Got 'em rolling with me everywhere I go!
When I dab away, I'm a champ today
You a pour up b**h, no you can't stay!
Take your poor a** home girl, the Uber is waiting
Who the f** is you girl? We ain't dating!
Hoes get cold, Ima leave them waiting
Night is still young girl, just be patient
Refresh the basics:
Lessons the latest, may sin boy, don't worship satan!
Caught a hater's body put him in the basement
In the shed, JK boy I'll pipe your girl instead
Back of the Benz, poured up some gin, pulled up again!