I'm bout to pour up a hundred cups Still I don't think it's gone be enough Get played by the game or you level up Here for the fame, are you in a rush Pockets with money I fell in love We smoking grab don't roll a dutch There aint a lame if you in the cut
VERSE 1 - FRESCO BARS
Those bitches still gettin they pennies up Flay as hell so I'm Aeronato Rockin YSL came from Aeropostale Walking by myself cause I'm scared to follow When I'm high as hell feel like Aristotle Got a Minute Maid and a Skol bottle With B Wade going full throttle Seein clear through these gold goggles You don't look like a real nigga, Colin Powell Really don't give a damn at all You can choke on my hairy balls Too stoned when my parents called I was at Choate Rosemary Hall Don't believe in no fairies like Make a wish and I bring it to life Just found a chick I wanna make her my wife But I'm seeing double so I'm single tonight 2020 what a time Hit up the Popeye's just to die Seen enough bullshit for the day Keep me a watch eye through the night I shoot the shot from the farthest line StillI be wet like a slip and slide Who are you wit homie pick a side I gotta know when it's time to slide
CHORUS - B WADE
I'm bout to pour up a hundred cups Still I don't think it's gone be enough Get played by the game or you level up Here for the fame, are you in a rush Pockets with money I fell in love We smoking grab don't roll a dutch There aint a lame if you in the cut Those bitches still gettin they pennies up
VERSE 2 - B WADE
Pulled up in a four door truck We all know that you hoes don't bust Brought my mouth instead of iron Cause I know they start firing that my flow don't rust Finna bounce like the pogo tucked Y'all pussy you aint got no nuts If a pie get split you aint get no cut Leave ya ass on the floor like guts This duo got my whole team fucked Ya No I aint Logic But I mixed in Logic And I feed them projects to fix my pockets Now my boys lean in the cockpit So tell me who got it Everybody gettin bodied Spittin straight crack ya my bars been a proven narcotic I'm sipping this liquor on all of these nights I think I might lose it Smoking a half and popping a tab cause that's how we moving So many bottles inside of the section when we slide in Cause that's the only way that we be ridin
CHORUS - B WADE
I'm bout to pour up a hundred cups Still I don't think it's gone be enough Get played by the game or you level up Here for the fame, are you in a rush Pockets with money I fell in love We smoking grab don't roll a dutch There aint a lame if you in the cut Those bitches still gettin they pennies up less