Por Que? ft. Reggie Sinatra & KnowKnack Lyrics

Tell that bitch to pour up

Pocket full of roll up

Smoking out your friends

Cause I'm tryna meet your quota

How we sipping on some mimosas

She straight from North Dakota

In the back of her Toyota

While I'm smoking and she coked up

Crooked ass trick

Or a bad bitch

Oh I'm passing out

Plug serving on my block

And then I'm heading out

Got that Girl Scout cookie

On my hoodie like what's goodie

And I'm gangster how we boogie

And we pull playing Nudy

Like baby arch your back

Where I fen to count this cash

And all my bitches rolling swishers,

And my niggas finna pack

I

Get it just like that

Got my hand prints on your ass

And if you got me in my feelings

Then they going back to back

Oh I think she Slytherin

Bruh

And then she whispering

Best to hit your friend and then hit send

Cause then I'll hit again

We posted on the block

With the doobies in her sock

How I cop her so much Rosie's

And I cop her so some pot

Book bag with spliff full of hash

While I hit from the back

And she counting up this cash

What I had Girl

Asking what you need

Is it weed or lean

You come meet with me

Roll my weed, a pocket G

Tell that bitch pour up

Pocket full of roll up

Smoking out your friends

Cause I'm tryna meet your quota

How we sipping on mimosas

She straight from North Dakota

In the back of her Toyota

While I'm smoking and she coked up

Tell that bitch pour up

Pocket full of roll up

Smoking out your friends

Cause I'm tryna meet your quota

How we sipping on mimosas

She straight from North Dakota

In the back of her Toyota

While I'm smoking and she coked up

Back Shot

Back Shot

Dripping till that

Backs hot

Moving through your city

Man I'm flying in the

Spinal fluid in my wine

That tick tick tick

I'm losing time

Delirious I'm so divine

Not serious I move the shine

Got her breast up on my face

Come around repress my grace

What the fuck you doing in this ditch

Cause you won't ever reach my waist

All I do is push the bounds

So you could never last a round

I'm moving up and down the city

Fuck around I'm so fucking pretty

Back shot

Back shot

Dripping till that backs hot

Moving through your city

Yeah I'm flying in them blackhawks

I got that back shot

Now your bitch me looking at me

Papi why the fuck my fucking back stopped

Skeeted on a hoe

We moving all up on the floor

Now I see the flow

I see the players got to go

But I'm gon push back

No push back

Now look back

Now look up

Fuck around this tummy tucked

I'm fucking bitches stomach in my bed

I'm bout to run up in

Tell that bitch to pour up

Pocket full of roll up

Smoking out your friends

Cause I'm tryna meet your quota

How we sipping on mimosas

She straight from North Dakota

In the back of her Toyota

While I'm smoking and she coked up

Tell that bitch to pour up

Pocket full of roll up

Smoking out your friends

Cause I'm tryna meet your quota

How we sipping on mimosas

She straight from north Dakota

In the back of her Toyota

While I'm smoking and she coked up