P.O.E.T. - YFN Lucci

Let’s pour a little out for my nigga Nut

My nigga Nip

Pour some more for Bankroll Fresh

For Shawty Lo

Rest in peace SQ, pour some out for him

Matter fact, just pour that whole thing out

It’s Budda Beats

For the real ones only

Lean, pour it, lean, pour it

We got weed but we gon' need more

I got money, Biggie, D-Boy

Look, I took risks for it, I hit licks for it

Uh, extension cords, sticks with swords

Flip the boy, get a reward

I ain’t wanna do it but he reached for it

I ain’t wanna do it but he reached for it

Just a young nigga with no cosign

Yeah, my mama and my daddy, yeah, they both fine, uh

Grew up drug dealing, nigga, grew up drug dealing

Sellin' dubs, mostly fifties, we ain’t got no dimes

Uh, nigga killed my family, now we both slidin'

Uh, if you ever disrespect me then you gon' die

Uh, long live Nipsey, I got love for the 60's

Be with blood like I’m Billy, I fuck with both sides, huh

Now I’m at they neck just like a bowtie, huh, uh

Grippin' on that TEC just like your ho thighs, uh

I know real savages, we used to pour Actavis

When it come to whackin' shit, we done won championships, yeah

Uh, catch a body, then go back and sip, yeah

Why you got all them doves in that vacuum seal?

Yeah

I wonder why when you show love, they get mad still?

I ain’t gettin' the same love as I did last year, yeah

Lean, pour it, lean, pour it

We got weed but we gon' need more

I got money, Biggie, D-Boy

Look, I took risks for it, I hit licks for it

Uh, extension cords, sticks with swords

Flip the boy, get a reward

I ain’t wanna do it but he reached for it

I ain’t wanna do it but he reached for it

Uh, rest in peace to my grandma Janie, yeah

East to West, she was slangin' all that candy, yeah

I was gettin' that money but I couldn’t stack it, yeah, yeah

But you know damn well I’m gon' hustle like my granny, uh, look

I was on the curb with that package, huh, came for these

If you tryna owe me, you can’t have it, huh, best believe

Fish and codeine, that’s the recipe, yes indeed

I was tryna eat, you know me, I’m from Trestle Tree, yeah

Damn near 33, yeah

We can send 'em in the air, send 'em through the mail

You know if you wrap it right, then it’ll never smell

See, I can’t fuck with lil' shawty, he used to tattletale

Back when we was probably 12

Damn, shawty 12, huh

I’ll probably never see a cell, take another L

They prayed on my downfall but I never failed

Remember I couldn’t afford a car, now I got a V12

I only got a three left, yeah, yeah

Lean, pour it, lean, pour it

We got weed but we gon' need more

I got money, Biggie, D-Boy

Look, I took risks for it, I hit licks for it

Uh, extension cords, sticks with swords

Flip the boy, get a reward

I ain’t wanna do it but he reached for it

I ain’t wanna do it but he reached for it

Dramatic