Текст песни Pourin' Lines - 47shawnn

47 Shit

Fuck all that
Beer and shit
Where the drank at?
Imma leave them Niggas and them bitches
Where they fake at
I got plenty shooters
Circle lookin' like we Golden State
Call me Tony Hawk
Cause I done hit her
Now I gotta skate
I don't need a sitter for my kids
Cause they on her face
TrackHawk
I don't even got it
But it's on the way
This the life I live
And when it's money imma get it fast
You trippin' bout a hoe
But 47 trippin' over bags

Yeahh
I'm chasing paper with my fucking brothers
I can't even fuck again
Cause I don't even love her
I Buy a Richard Mille
Because I'm running outta time
Double cup the styrofoam
I'm finna pour a line
You can't even hit my fucking phone
Imma let it ring
Could've fucked ya bitch
But I just passed her to the fucking team
Drank
All up in my cup
Shit imma pour it up
I can't sip that green shit
Cause I know imma throw it up

Man you know what the fuck going on
This that real 47 shit
I ain't even gotta say too fucking much
All I gotta do is let the beat speak for itself
Let the song speak for itself
Run that shit back lets get it

Fuck all that
Beer and shit
Where the drank at?
Imma leave them Niggas and them bitches
Where they fake at
I got plenty shooters
Circle lookin' like we Golden State
Call me Tony Hawk
Cause I done hit her
Now I gotta skate
I don't need a sitter for my kids
Cause they on her face
TrackHawk
I don't even got it
But it's on the way
This the life I live
And when it's money imma get it fast
You trippin' bout a hoe
But 47 trippin' over bags