Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Po'ed Up, artist - Paris Shadows. Date of issue: 03.04.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Po'ed Up |
| Ayy, watch me fade every day in the mornin' |
| 2 a.m., yeah I’m sippin' and I’m zonin' |
| Watch me move, watch me sway, watch me dip out |
| In a room full of girls I’m tryna dig out |
| I just broke all the banks and now I’m po’ed up |
| If she bad and she boujee then she know us |
| That ain’t love, that ain’t trust, that ain’t me, though |
| Feel a way about you, I don’t need ya, no |
| You ain’t know, bet you know now |
| Fuck you mean you don’t know us? |
| Fell in love with a bank, she wanna lay where I stay |
| I want all of my cake |
| Ayy, watch me fade every day in the mornin' |
| 2 a.m., yeah, I’m sippin' and I’m zonin' |
| Watch me move, watch me sway, watch me dip out |
| In a room full of girls I’m tryna dig out |
| I just broke all the banks and now I’m po’ed up |
| If she bad and she bougie then she know us |
| That ain’t love, that ain’t trust, that ain’t me, though |
| Feel a way about you, I don’t need ya, no |
| I keep losin' all my shit |
| All night long I’m on my way, yeah, so keep |
| Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' all the time, yeah |
| Hope I see tomorrow, how the hell could I know? |
| Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' all the time, yeah |
| Hope I see tomorrow, how the hell could I know? |
| Runnin' in that foreign, got 200 on the console |
| Yeah I’m one of one, got two bitches in my condo |
| I don’t talk too much, we just havin' money convos |
| Can I make this one more? |
| Shoot up shit like Rondo |
| I can buy a nigga’s hoe with all these hunchos |
| Yeah at servin' time, we wait until the store closed |
| Gotta work for that Rolex, I want that rose gold |
| Told you once before, this shit ain’t no joke |
| Ayy, watch me fade every day in the mornin' |
| 2 a.m., yeah, I’m sippin' and I’m zonin' |
| Watch me move, watch me sway, watch me dip out |
| In a room full of girls I’m tryna dig out |
| I just broke all the banks and now I’m po’ed up |
| If she bad and she boujee then she know us |
| That ain’t love, that ain’t trust, that ain’t me, though |
| Feel a way about you, I don’t need ya, no |