Pour Up A 6 (Studio Session) lyrics

by

Juice WRLD


[Intro]
DY Krazy
McMillan just walked in that b*tch (Uh)
I'm finna pour up a six (Six, uh)
I put my di*k in ya' b*tch (b*tch), ooh (Uh)
I put my di*k in— b*tch (b*tch)
You don't get no hoes (Hoe), you lay alone in the bed (Bed, yeah)
Uh

[Chorus]
McMillan just walked in that b*tch (Uh, yeah)
We finna pour up a six (Uh, yeah)
I put my di*k in ya' b*tch (Uh, yeah)
You don't get no hoes (Hoes), uh, you lay alone in the bed (Bed, uh, yeah)
I put a shot in ya' head (Uh, yeah)
I got a gun full of lead (Uh, yeah)
I handle my own problems, you call on the feds (Uh, uh, uh, yeah)
Me and McMillan in here (Uh, yeah)
We finna pour up a six (Uh, yeah)
Probably put di*k in yo' b*tch (Uh, yeah)
You're alone, you're up in yo' bed (Uh, yeah)
Take that shot to the head (Uh, yeah)
I handle my own problems, you call the feds (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
That .40 f*ck a n*gga up, he on the floor
Dead presidents, my pocket like a morgue
Take you somewhere you ain't seen before
Ferrari with the suicidal doors
With some suicidal whores
Uh, hell yeah, f*ck me 'til you die
Rockstar status, makin' love on tour
Uh, hell yeah, f*ck me 'til you die
[Chorus]
McMillan just walked in that b*tch (Uh, yeah)
We finna pour up a six (Uh, yeah)
I put my di*k in ya' b*tch (Uh, yeah)
You don't get no hoes (Hoes), uh, you lay alone in the bed (Bed, uh, yeah)
I put a shot in ya' head (Uh, yeah)
I got a gun full of lead (Uh, yeah)
I handle my own problems, you call on the feds (Uh, uh, uh, yeah)
Me and McMillan in here (Uh, yeah)
We finna pour up a six (Uh, yeah)
Probably put di*k in yo' b*tch (Uh, yeah)
You're alone, you're up in yo' bed (Uh, yeah)
Take that shot to the head (Uh, yeah)
I handle my own problems, you call the feds (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Ayy, stack the money, yeah, ayy
Ayy, wrap a hunnid, uh, ayy
Beat yo' money, uh, ayy
b*tch, I'm on it
Ayy, stack the money, yeah, yeah
Ayy, wrap the money, uh, ayy
Where your love? Runnin' from me?
Where your love? Where your love?
Where your love? Where your love?
Where your love? (Ooh, ayy)
Where your love? Where your love?
Where my drugs? Where your love?
Skrrt, hit the club, throw a hunnid, f*ck a dub
Percocets, two 30's, those the drugs
Hit the plug, f*ck it, I'ma rob the plug
f*ckin' that b*tch, she came from the west
She off the Molly, that b*tch is from Cali
Run up on me then choppa do [?]
Have you dancin' like you Bailey?
Pull up on the scene with the 3k on my wrist, sh*t look like Andre
I sold that sh*t like a [?], just like [?]
Pull up on me, that choppa, that's on fire, that's on [?]
I got that fuego, fuego, fuego
Run up on me, you get with the choppa
Get you a halo, halo, halo
I get the money, you know I'ma-, what?
I got the lean straight from the doctors
n*ggas be lyin' like Mufasa
f*ck n*gga really don't want no problem, I am a gooner
Sippin' on purpp, not yellow
Off of the percs I'm mellow
Rollie on me just like cold weather
Keep a gun on me forever
No ones on me, just hunnids
I'm in this race, I run it
Hop in a Wraith, I'm stuntin', I'm a double OG, I run it
.40 on my hip, it get you fried in this b*tch, uh
I don't f*ck with snitches, that's the fight and you hit
I'm a bad [?] in it
n*gga you's a lyer, you's a lyer in it
Uh, I'm in a wraith stuntin', rockin' the givenchy
Right hand on my strap, dummy
Let off a quick 10 piece
I got the racks on me
I'm in my bag, Birkin my bag, I got the Rafs on me
Choppa gon' blast, choppa gon' yeah, Kill yo' last homie
Headshots only, headshots only, headshots only, yeah
My life is a video, she Vixen
She know I be ballin' like the Pistons
I really don't see no competition
Look in the mirror, that's my only competition
My life is a video, she my Vixen
She know I that ball out like the Pistons
I don't really see no competition
Look in the mirror, that's the competition, that's the competition
I get so damn high that I forget, uh
Shorty bad as hell, I bet I hit last night
I get so damn high that I forget, uh
I woke up in London, I don't know my last flight
23 in my Glock, I bought a pair of Mikes
She gon' ride my di*k just like a motorbike
Right, and she keep that strap, uh-uh, she a dyke
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