Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pop Me a Pint , by - Retch. Song from the album Still Up, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 07.12.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fastmoney
Song language: English
Pop Me a Pint |
| Run up them racks, gotta run up them racks |
| J Dot Productions |
| Run up them racks, gotta run up them racks |
| I drank, two-hundred-dollar sodas |
| Can’t support these niggas, 'cause these niggas, they be bogus |
| I’ma rock a concert then go spend it on a choker |
| And I’m smoking on this pressure, help to stimulate my focus |
| I be down to 8, might bust a play inside the Strokers |
| I looked up to my uncle 'til he turned into a smoker |
| And I can’t hit the function, they won’t let me bring my toaster |
| Shit, I had to snuff a nigga 'cause he tried to screw me over |
| I like the 'Cedes truck but I been looking at the Rover |
| I do without the tint, that’s just so 12 can’r pull me over |
| And she a dime lil' bitch but nonetheless I had to motor |
| We total opposites but I think that would make us closer |
| I’m smoking ganja spliffs, I feel like I just left the solar |
| She give me compliments, I fuck her once and then dispose her |
| I need a rider bitch for all the nights when shit get colder |
| I rock designer shit, these hoes gon' fuck you for exposure |
| I wake up counting the chips like every morning, like it’s Folgers |
| I keep the chopper with me, 'cause these niggas, they be vultures |
| Your bitch, she vibing with me and I’m tryna get to know her |
| And now I’m driving 60, finna go and bend her over |
| I’m finna fuck on your pretty little bitch from the back and then fuck on her |
| face and her mouth |
| I’m finna pull on her hair, finna pull on her hair like I’m tryna pull this |
| shit from the scalp |
| I’m finna count up a check on the jet and then jump in the Ghost and get drove |
| to the house |
| I’m finna smoke on this weed and then sip on this drank on that thirty thousand |
| dollar couch |
| I’m fin' get booted right now, I’m finna shoot this shit down, I’m finna prove |
| that it down |
| I’m finna jump in the Spur, I’m finna jump in your spouse, I’m finna fuck her |
| then bounce |
| I’m finished fucking around, I’m finna go off right now, I’m finna smoke out |
| the pound |
| I’m finna buy me some ice, I’m finna buy me a pint |
| Swear I’m tryna walk with Jesus but the Devil close to me |
| I got enemies that I don’t know, I keep the torch with me |
| had the plugs won, but shit, I brought the bros with me |
| And nigga shit, if you ain’t close with me, then you can’t smoke with me |
| Swear these bitches getting old to me, they do the most to me |
| I tell a bitch if you can’t grow with me, then you can’t roll with me |
| Lowkey with a Cali thing, smoking OG |
| Dripping sauce all on that bitch like a fucking nosebleed |
| I’m finna fuck on your pretty little bitch from the back and then fuck on her |
| face and her mouth |
| I’m finna pull on her hair, finna pull on her hair like I’m tryna pull this |
| shit from the scalp |
| I’m finna count up a check on the jet and then jump in the Ghost and get drove |
| to the house |
| I’m finna smoke on this weed and then sip on this drank on that thirty thousand |
| dollar couch |
| I’m fin' get booted right now, I’m finna shoot this shit down, I’m finna prove |
| that it down |
| I’m finna jump in the Spur, I’m finna jump in your spouse, I’m finna fuck her |
| then bounce |
| I’m finished fucking around, I’m finna go off right now, I’m finna smoke out |
| the pound |
| I’m finna buy me some ice, I’m finna buy me a pint |