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Duwap Kaine

Pouring Codeine (Extended)

 

Pouring Codeine (Extended)

(앨범: Kaine's Mansion 5 - 2016)


Absolutely

All you niggas act like hoes, 'cause you know I got yo' hoe
I be counting up my rolls, give a damn about a hoe
See the cops I gotta go, 'bout to take a backroad
I be at the Citgo, everything for the low
Taxing niggas out they money, I feel like I'm Uncle Sam
I don't flex for you niggas, I be flexing for the Gram
Took his bitch then I fucked her, bet I fucked her right on cam
Finesse niggas out they money, that's exactly who I am
You say you a trap nigga, you can't even whip a brick
You say you a real nigga, explain how I took yo' shit
Why your bitch on my dick, that's supposed to be yo' bitch
She just want a trap nigga and she like me 'cause I'm rich
I can never be a hoe and I put that on my soul
All my niggas on the road, take my chain I gotta blow
I be counting bankrolls, selling bricks by the sto'
I be at your corner sto', catch me by the Citgo
Shawty bad, she so fine, she gon' hop in the ride
Fuck the police they some hoes, I can't even be outside
Bitch my diamonds, they be dancing
Boy I'm clean just like some tide
If finessing was a crime, would of had to do some time
Three grams in the wood, I can smoke it by myself
Speeding in a fucking Bimmer, boy your ass gon' get left
I got thirty-three rounds, so I do not need no help
Sprayed the pistol at his face, then I ask him how it felt
Bitch, I'm tryna get designer, tryna rock a big belt
Ben and Jackson are my friends, I don't trust nobody else
I be cooling in the crib, I been rollin up that dope
All my niggas want you dead, so they send shots with the scope

I send shots with the scope
You already know I sell dope by the Citgo, that's just how it go
And you know Duwap Kaine want some mo'
I swear to God I sell them packs just for the low

Ayy, niggas acting like some funny cocks
See the police, do the bunny hop
Got a lot of shots in my Glock
Stashed a hundred rounds, that won't stop
I'll never be in that field with you
I'ma have to keep it real with you
You's a pussy nigga sneak dissing
So you better keep that steel with you
Al-All you niggas act like hoes, 'cause you know I got yo' hoe
I be toting on the Glock, yeah, my Glock it hold 'bout fo'
And I ain't worried 'bout a opp 'cause my niggas down to blow
I be rolling off them pills, mix the molly with' the fo'
All my niggas on the block catching bodies
I promise you I would never wife a thottie
And I be balling, I be balling like I'm Scottie
I fucked yo' hoe and I'm not finna say sorry

Po' up that fo', gotta pour up that fo'
Po' up that fo', I gotta pour up that fo'
I'm done I want some more, I gotta pour up that fo'
Po' up that fo', po' up that fo'
Po' up that fo', then I go take your hoe
Pour up that fo', that fo'

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