K-Trap, M1llionz - Pour It Up lyrics

My young ting got the new A-Class
Digital dash, gettin' all gassed (Neoww)
Me, I'm in the trap
Soft in a pot, I better get back (Back)
My thick ting got a new tatt'
My Briz ting put a new bag on snap
Aired my north ting, now she's all mad
I told my short ting "Don't wear flats" (No)
Facetime to Chanelle
Had to flip that cam when I whip that work up
(Whip it) bando, I just left two workers
Now it's the front and back man serve from
(Both) better be worth it
I'm with a famous one in a German (German)
Hit the baitest one on the DMs (DMs)
Sent her the eyes, I'm preeing (Watchin')
Cocaine drought, then I cotch with the killys
Gimme the drop, I'll drill that quickly
(Drill)
Me and bro two waps up, twinnies (Matching)
I was outside when they never come (Come)


Link my band and came with the drum
(Came with it)
Why did he act like he ain't gonna run?
Bad boy from school
Where mum told school don't play with her son
I was in the bando weighing a tonne
You was there waiting for somethin' to come
D Row's tryna bring something to
Turn that barrel and turn and run
Hear man coming, suggest you run
Pree and see it, I'll stretch that one
(Stretch it)

Too much tings
I could go to war with the club (Both)
Opp block scoring it up (Scoring)
Now they're all pouring it up (Ha)
Two thirty-sixes, bring my tick list
I need more of the grub (More)
Ten bitches, more in the club (More)
Like me cah I'm more of a tug (yeah)
Off them bricks (Bricks)
But I'm talking less
I'm tryna get more off the plug
Shorty throwin' a fuss (Ah)
Wants me to ignore the love (Ah)
Chocolate brown
She knows man runs the town so
She wanna go tour with us
She just told me "There's more of us"
Three want me, I'm more in luck

I just put a hairband around two phones
I gotta keep both lines in close proximity
(Brrt) before I step out the car in my zones
I scan my whole road for false activity
(Damn right)
This MILF ting gives brilliant blows
I gotta rate her ninety-nine ability (Woo)
Two hands and a whole load of movement
She deals with the ting
With top class agility (Mad)
Dead ting cockblocking her bredrin
Cah she knows her friend
Ain't leaving with her
Who's that leng ting? Put
That vehc's in reverse
I dropped some mad game, didn't even rehearse
(Skrrt)
Kiss on my cheeks when I meet with the Turks
That Q on Q re ain't near to a bird
(Dead weight)
Innocent youts can get seriously hurt (Huh?)
If they ever try intervene on the works
(Boy-oi) just done a strenuous shift
I only came in cah my worker's absent (Mm)
Told him "Carry on playing truant
That fake cough act ain't winnin' no BAFTAs"
That remix light had my block phone stagnant
I dashed that plug and imposed that sanction
Old ting won't leave me alone
Bare harassment said she wan' link, true
She frass off Magnum
'Bout "Niggas ain't shit"
Gyal best find a place for this hideous stick
(Baow)
How man talking violence? Never been to the
Hood and you live in the sticks
And please tell me why
When gyal want attention
They go on Snap and post the silliest things
(Dumb bitch)
Jailhouse times in my blue vest
Mixed with other wings, man bring it gym
(Ching)

Too much tings
I could go to war with the club (Both)
Opp block scoring it up (Scoring)
Now they're all pouring it up (Ha)
Two thirty-sixes, bring my tick list
I need more of the grub (More)
Ten bitches, more in the club (More)
Like me cah I'm more of a tug (yeah)
Off them bricks (Bricks)
But I'm talking less
I'm tryna get more off the plug
Shorty throwin' a fuss (Ah)
Wants me to ignore the love (Ah)
Chocolate brown
She knows man runs the town so
She wanna go tour with us
She just told me "There's more of us"
Three want me, I'm more in luck (Huh)