Pour Some/ Five Star

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Vic August - Rap

Pour Some/ Five Star

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Pour Some (Hook) Roll some Pour some Smoke some Pour some Call some Friends here Roll some Pour some Roll one Smoke one Foursome Foursome Roll some Pour some Foursome Foursome (Verse) I don't need a plug when I'm in the city baby I got some women running scams that shit livid baby Double checkin on my texts shit delivered baby Don't make me wait on replies I'm too livid baby When I'm packin' on the road Caught me lackin' on the phone I been moving on my own Until I get back home (Hook) Roll some Pour some Smoke some Pour some Call some Friends here Roll some Pour some Roll one Smoke one Foursome Foursome Roll some Pour some Foursome Foursome (Outro) I don't - I don't - plug - when I'm in the city - city I got wo - wo - running scams in the city Roll one, smoke one - in the city - city Smoke some, pour some - in the city - city Roll one, smoke one - in the city - city Roll some, pour some - in the city - city In the city - city In the city - city Five Star (Hook) Five star tip You are not on this You are not with the shit You cannot fuck with the kid Blew a bag tryna be like me When I'm in your city I'm a V-I-P (Post-Hook) I just did the dash 12 on my ass With the cash Duffle bag I just did the dash I-I-I just did the dash (Verse 1) Late at night City lights Did it right Got me right And I Look like I just Walked the fuck up out her life Look She juh threw it back to me Charge the hotel to her mans card If he pull up on me Mandem make him turn to Casper With that action Yeah we packin 40 on us When we land In LA With the pack In LA I got her attention Undivided I'm excited Spark it up and get ignited I could do this every night and Fly it back to LA Fly it back to LA (Hook) Five star tip You are not on this You are not with the shit You cannot fuck with the kid Blew a bag tryna be like me When I'm in your city I'm a V-I-P (Post-Hook) I just did the dash 12 on my ass With the cash Duffle bag I just did the dash I-I-I just did the dash (Verse 2) Out of place Out of place Your man is waste- Man I say Charge it to the game Soon as my shit drop I'm MIA Soon as my shit drop I'm MI- I go - I go MIA ay My money long juh like Mr Fantastic I had to triple elastic She want a bigger butt and I'm not paying for plastic Right now she cannot look past it Past past Leave that in the past My new bitch look like Nicki Minaj (Hook) Five star tip You are not on this You are not with the shit You cannot fuck with the kid Blew a bag tryna be like me When I'm in your city I'm a V-I-P (Post-Hook) I just did the dash 12 on my ass With the cash Duffle bag I just did the dash I-I-I just did the dash (Outro) Five star tip You are not on this You are not with the shit You cannot fuck with the kid Blew a bag tryna be like me When I'm in your city I'm a V-I-P Yeah I just did the dash 12 on my ass With the cash Duffle bag I just did the dash 12 on my ass With the cash Duffle bag

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  • Vic August