[Hook]
Oh wait, hold on, wait a minute
Man, y'all thought I was finished
Smoke up, so what, this our year big business
New cash, new stash, new clothes, brand new bitches

[Chorus]
So pour it all up and let's get it
So pour it all up and let's get it
So pour it all up and let's get it
Oh wait, hold on, wait a minute
Pour it all up and let's get it

Real shit real!

[Verse 1]
Yeah, oh yeah, it's Northside in this bitch
I said fuck a glass, I said fuck a cup, I just grab the bottle that's it
I said fuck a job, said fuck a system, said fuck my teachers, it's lit!
Bitch we free at last, we gon' pop it off like I was fresh outta that bitch
Tell em' all I'm him
Silk shirt on my Pacino shit
Couple times the game drove me crazy I was thinking, "Damn I gotta leave this shit"
Do this shit on my own, I'm my own boss, do my own leadership
If you ain't pouring nothing bitch I know what's up and you can hold these nuts and you can eat a dick
Now I'm smoking for the light pains
She asks, "Why so up?" Baby life changed
Used to do so wrong for the right thing
Everybody wanna use me for my fame
I'm into everything dark skins, light bang
Dark titties on up you're exciting
But I ain't really make this song too exciting
I just made it cause we in it and we finna do it bigger

[Hook]
Oh wait, hold on, wait a minute
Man, y'all thought I was finished
Smoke up, so what this our year big business
New cash, new stash, new clothes, brand new bitches
[Chorus]
So pour it all up and let's get it
So pour it all up and let's get it
So pour it all up and let's get it
Oh wait, hold on, wait a minute
Pour it all up and let's get it

[Verse 2]
Oh yeah
Hold on, wait a minute
Had some people try to fuck me over they ain't really know what my deal is
Fuck that let em' go bout they business
It's money scare a man shitless
This money make a man turn his back once he earn a rack and blow a bag off for them bitches, man that's senseless
On the move I don't work hard to get comfortable
If you ain't with the dream to try to get the queen then we just throw the middle fingers up to you
Don't got cares for you
No fucks for you
Got a Spanish bitch and she love a bull
And my bitch pallets so colorful
You wanna beat hoes like Mustard do
We got tons of a lot of shit
Say they humble but brag bout accomplishments
Say they realer but lifestyle is counterfeit
Wearing shorts with my feet on the ottoman
I ain't gotta express who I'm harder than
I won't give all these rappers no sponsorship
What you are we the opposite
Got a bitch, awesomeness
All of this rap think I'm crazy
So I might fuck all em in a bang
[Hook]
Oh wait, hold on, wait a minute
Man, y'all thought I was finished
Smoke up, so what this our year big business
New cash, new stash, new clothes, brand new bitches

[Chorus x2]
So pour it all up and let's get it
So pour it all up and let's get it
So pour it all up and let's get it
Oh wait, hold on, wait a minute
Pour it all up and let's get it