Pourin Up Lyrics
| Song | Pourin Up |
| Artist | Johnny Cinco |
| Album | John Popi 2 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Verse 1: Johnny Cinco] | |
| We gon' ball forever, we don’t need a mil just to ball together | |
| Took a truck to Cali we was all together | |
| Strategise the plan, put it all together | |
| When we was dead broke we would starve together | |
| Now I’m living life I’m fine, I’m better | |
| Looking at the jeweler all the ice on the bezels | |
| Looking at my rollie ain’t look right on me fella | |
| Looking at my rollie that’s a whole nother time | |
| Pop another perc sipping lean like it’s wine | |
| Said she never seen a nigga like my kind | |
| Need the bitch 100, ain't got time for a dime | |
| I was broke shit was weighin' hard on my mind | |
| I ain’t even eat, but I bought me a line | |
| I ain’t mean to preach a lot of shit on my mind | |
| Popi catchin' straight g shit all the time | |
| [Hook: Johnny Cinco] | |
| I been pouring more tryna fade way | |
| I was going broke I pray for better days | |
| And when your going broke you gotta make a way | |
| You want your four more just give me 20 eighths | |
| Riding round in the wraith you should see they face | |
| Young fly nigga babe each and every day | |
| I ain’t wit the same crew ever since the hate | |
| Got the runner out the blue you should see the fade | |
| [Verse 2: YFN Lucci] | |
| Young fly nigga each and every day | |
| I went broke pray for better days | |
| You know the hate come from each and every other way | |
| Another cake coming in like it’s a niggas birthday | |
| When the fake came in I had to separate | |
| My nigga just beat a case we gotta celebrate | |
| When it come to finger ****in' that trigger you celibate | |
| I ain't ever ran off, four door never hit | |
| I ain't ever brag on nothin' I ain't ever did | |
| From my niece son to a vert to a bid | |
| Got my heart broken by a little bitch | |
| Now my heart colder than a little bit | |
| Ice on me colder than a damn fridge | |
| I'ma put a whole damn cooler on my damn wrist | |
| I’ma put like four franks mulas on your whole clique | |
| True story if a nigga ever told it | |
| [Hook: Johnny Cinco + YFN Lucci] | |
| I been pourin' more tryna fade way | |
| I was going broke I pray for better days | |
| And when your going broke you gotta make a way | |
| You want your four more just give me 20 eighths | |
| Riding round in the wraith you should see the fade | |
| Young fly nigga babe each and every day | |
| I ain’t wit the same crew ever since the hate | |
| Got the runner out the blue you should see the fade |
| Verse 1: Johnny Cinco | |
| We gon' ball forever, we don' t need a mil just to ball together | |
| Took a truck to Cali we was all together | |
| Strategise the plan, put it all together | |
| When we was dead broke we would starve together | |
| Now I' m living life I' m fine, I' m better | |
| Looking at the jeweler all the ice on the bezels | |
| Looking at my rollie ain' t look right on me fella | |
| Looking at my rollie that' s a whole nother time | |
| Pop another perc sipping lean like it' s wine | |
| Said she never seen a nigga like my kind | |
| Need the bitch 100, ain' t got time for a dime | |
| I was broke shit was weighin' hard on my mind | |
| I ain' t even eat, but I bought me a line | |
| I ain' t mean to preach a lot of shit on my mind | |
| Popi catchin' straight g shit all the time | |
| Hook: Johnny Cinco | |
| I been pouring more tryna fade way | |
| I was going broke I pray for better days | |
| And when your going broke you gotta make a way | |
| You want your four more just give me 20 eighths | |
| Riding round in the wraith you should see they face | |
| Young fly nigga babe each and every day | |
| I ain' t wit the same crew ever since the hate | |
| Got the runner out the blue you should see the fade | |
| Verse 2: YFN Lucci | |
| Young fly nigga each and every day | |
| I went broke pray for better days | |
| You know the hate come from each and every other way | |
| Another cake coming in like it' s a niggas birthday | |
| When the fake came in I had to separate | |
| My nigga just beat a case we gotta celebrate | |
| When it come to finger in' that trigger you celibate | |
| I ain' t ever ran off, four door never hit | |
| I ain' t ever brag on nothin' I ain' t ever did | |
| From my niece son to a vert to a bid | |
| Got my heart broken by a little bitch | |
| Now my heart colder than a little bit | |
| Ice on me colder than a damn fridge | |
| I' ma put a whole damn cooler on my damn wrist | |
| I' ma put like four franks mulas on your whole clique | |
| True story if a nigga ever told it | |
| Hook: Johnny Cinco YFN Lucci | |
| I been pourin' more tryna fade way | |
| I was going broke I pray for better days | |
| And when your going broke you gotta make a way | |
| You want your four more just give me 20 eighths | |
| Riding round in the wraith you should see the fade | |
| Young fly nigga babe each and every day | |
| I ain' t wit the same crew ever since the hate | |
| Got the runner out the blue you should see the fade |
| Verse 1: Johnny Cinco | |
| We gon' ball forever, we don' t need a mil just to ball together | |
| Took a truck to Cali we was all together | |
| Strategise the plan, put it all together | |
| When we was dead broke we would starve together | |
| Now I' m living life I' m fine, I' m better | |
| Looking at the jeweler all the ice on the bezels | |
| Looking at my rollie ain' t look right on me fella | |
| Looking at my rollie that' s a whole nother time | |
| Pop another perc sipping lean like it' s wine | |
| Said she never seen a nigga like my kind | |
| Need the bitch 100, ain' t got time for a dime | |
| I was broke shit was weighin' hard on my mind | |
| I ain' t even eat, but I bought me a line | |
| I ain' t mean to preach a lot of shit on my mind | |
| Popi catchin' straight g shit all the time | |
| Hook: Johnny Cinco | |
| I been pouring more tryna fade way | |
| I was going broke I pray for better days | |
| And when your going broke you gotta make a way | |
| You want your four more just give me 20 eighths | |
| Riding round in the wraith you should see they face | |
| Young fly nigga babe each and every day | |
| I ain' t wit the same crew ever since the hate | |
| Got the runner out the blue you should see the fade | |
| Verse 2: YFN Lucci | |
| Young fly nigga each and every day | |
| I went broke pray for better days | |
| You know the hate come from each and every other way | |
| Another cake coming in like it' s a niggas birthday | |
| When the fake came in I had to separate | |
| My nigga just beat a case we gotta celebrate | |
| When it come to finger in' that trigger you celibate | |
| I ain' t ever ran off, four door never hit | |
| I ain' t ever brag on nothin' I ain' t ever did | |
| From my niece son to a vert to a bid | |
| Got my heart broken by a little bitch | |
| Now my heart colder than a little bit | |
| Ice on me colder than a damn fridge | |
| I' ma put a whole damn cooler on my damn wrist | |
| I' ma put like four franks mulas on your whole clique | |
| True story if a nigga ever told it | |
| Hook: Johnny Cinco YFN Lucci | |
| I been pourin' more tryna fade way | |
| I was going broke I pray for better days | |
| And when your going broke you gotta make a way | |
| You want your four more just give me 20 eighths | |
| Riding round in the wraith you should see the fade | |
| Young fly nigga babe each and every day | |
| I ain' t wit the same crew ever since the hate | |
| Got the runner out the blue you should see the fade |
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