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letra de pour it all - grindhard e

pour it all lyrics
[intro: rio da yung og]
mhm
mhm
(lonzetheking)
alright
alright
yeah, n-gga

[verse 1: rio da yung og]
how the f-ck you lookin’ for me? i’m outside with it
i heard you just bought a draco, you can die with it
this an old k, though, and i ride with it
spray they whole crib up and hit five n-ggas
smoke a n-gga granny, that’s how we get even
i just spent ten, eleven thousand at big beaver
i was at the gucci store tryna meet peter
n-gga, i did not f-ck your ho, she a skeet eater
i love my new glock, i go to sleep with it
paranoid when i’m at the crib, i go pee with it
got addicted to the lean when i seen lil e with it
it was me and e in front of quan house, in the jeep trippin’
if you see mе out there on cecil, i got skeet with mе
grab the rock, finna take a shot, score three with it
just grabbed a pop and a six of wock’ and poured a three in it
clip a n-gga ends with the k, now it’s uneven
you’ll never catch me slippin’, i be with the one people
he thought he got shot with a toy ’cause the gun see-through
b-tch had asked me for some money talkin’ ’bout she broke, sh-t, me too
i heard your n-gga f-cked up, wouldn’t wanna be you
might pour it all in one pop when i drop, so i let e do it
[interlude: grindhard e]
alright, you gon’ let me do it?

[verse 2: grindhard e]
pour it all in one pop, when it’s gone, i be like, “we stupid”
call somebody else— alright
call somebody else that got the drank and then redo it
i don’t how to cook cakes, i let freeze do it
it seem like n-ggas hologram ’cause i see through ’em
b-tch, pull your panties up, i don’t eat coochie
suprised the sh-t out an opp, they seen me shootin’
one n-gga can’t catch me slippin’, they need three to do it
can’t take his head off with the glock, i bet the e do it
ri’ nodded off doin’ a video and had to reshoot it
shot the gun, that b-tch jammed on me, i had to reshoot it
b-tch missed her vein shootin’ dope, she had to reshoot it
young, intelligent entrepreneurs, they think we stupid
unc’ f-cked the dope up, he had to redo it
(f-ck, i almost—), i almost spilled my cup
you got a sore on your lip, you can’t hit my blunt
cussed my b-tch out ’cause she kept tryna hit my cup
first time my white boy shopped with me, he had beginner’s luck
i gave him a tester and a lot of credit
b-tch got a credit score high as h-ll, let me use your debit
n-gga walked in the crib when i— alright
n-gga walked in when i was hittin’ his b-tch, i had to shoot him naked
hit him in the head with the glock, he was doo-doo messy (aw sh-t)
that’s diarrhea
i almost f-cked the baddest b-tch, but she had gonorrhea
was ’bout to pull up on another b-tch, but i’m not a cheater
was ’bout to buy some drank from lou, but mike and kidd got it cheaper
like all my sales come to me, but got a— then i gotta meet ’em
[verse 3: rio da yung og]
i just drunk some d’ussé, let vonta grayy talk me out a feature
i can’t teach you how to make a hundred k, bro, i’m not a teacher
up the strap at the hoop game and shot up the bleachers
b-tch, your t–th yellow, f-ck some toothpaste, ho, you gotta bleach ’em
you can’t be playin’ with the percocets, bruh, you gotta eat ’em
spray the crowd with a hundred shots and hit a lot of people
this black tastin’ good, it must be the lean
went to sleep of wock’ and had a dream i might be a fiend
everybody tellin’ now, that must be the thing
but i can’t believe them n-ggas said i told, that sh-t unbelievable
never thought i’d make a million dollars, now it’s achievable
articulate when it come to math, i can read too
glock got a d-ck on it, but not the one you pee through
you caught your first body in 2010? sh-t, me too
when i pull up, hurry up and come outside ‘fore i leave you
eight racks for a verse, sh-t, my kids gotta eat too
pourin’ up the wock’ ain’t workin’, man, let me see a needle
n-gga, that ain’t a real grand national, that’s a regal
mike got us cpls, but the ar got a grip, that’s illegal

- grindhard e

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