Pour Up

Smoke Bitch
You don’t want no smoke bitch
Smoke Bitch
You don’t want no smoke bitch
You cannot handle no smoke
Don’t want no smoke bitch
You cannot handle my smoke
Don’t want no smoke bitch

I am not rich
But I’ll kill you with that switch
Call yo mama up
I’mma call that hoe a bitch
Lean down low and touch your toes
Give that spot an itch
Imma make a pitch
I just saw a muhfuckin glitch

I’m so cold like Mr. Freeze
Nah you cannot feel that breeze
She’s on her hands and knees
She want me to come please her, pretty please
Next thing you know she got the house keys
But she likes to make her own cheese
Now she payin for the lease
So Imma buy her that 2 peice

She actin Pompous
Yea I got her on my conscious
Yea I really like it topless
Yea she my fuckin accomplice
Yea we flyin to Bahamas
Where I make that fuckin promise
We ride a train like its thomas
But she be dressin so modest

Smoke Bitch
You don’t want no smoke bitch
Smoke Bitch
You don’t want no smoke bitch
Smoke Bitch
You don’t want no smoke bitch
Smoke Bitch
You don’t want no smoke bitch

We watchin David Lynch
Yea I feel it start to pinch
Yea she sent me hugs on finch
Mitchgonemad, let’s get me rich
What you cryin for you bitch?
Spending all your time on twitch
Go outside and touch some grass
I’m playin with you man don’t snitch

Smoke Bitch
You don’t want no smoke bitch
Smoke Bitch
You don’t want no smoke bitch
Smoke Bitch
You don’t want no smoke bitch
Smoke Bitch
You don’t want no smoke bitch