Video Poured It de Chuckyy 2024 Lyrics Lyrics

Chuckyy - Poured It Lyrics

[Intro]
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Brr

[Chorus]
Niggas be shitty, I watch 'em close
Get too close and I'm throwin' up pole (Come here)
Got some seeds that nobody know (Know)
Hit your block on cruise, came slow (Slow)
Really rich, I could fuck on your ho
But it was same way even when I was broke (Haha)
Granny crib, we'll sleep on the floor
Christmas Eve, all I wanted was a loaf (Loaf)
He had bread on him, shooter get close (Brr)
I can't run out of juice, I'm loaded (Loaded)
Now Tunes got me focused with the soda (Tune)
He like, "Go on 'head, bro, just pour it" (Pour it)
Bloodbathh team, yeah, we GOATed (GOATеd)
We'll crash through, real row boat it (Boat it)

[Verse]
I had prayed for this shit, I was chosеn (Chosen)
They ain't believe me and I exploded (Exploded)
Your thoughts just leave you rollin' (Rrr)
In the stu', pourin' lean in sodas (Soda)
Never run out of lean, we loaded (Loaded)
Dank got what you need, he poured it (Poured it)
In the field two deep, I'm a soldier (Soldier)
Fuckin' with gold Mags, not with a Trojan (Trojan)
Uh, Hellcats, high-speed, I'm focused (Vroom)
Niggas be talkin', but never be on shit
Land in the city, I'm lookin' for lean (Where the drank?)
Mama say, "Son, you on TV" (Ha)
I'm like, "Damn, that's a universal thing"
I put a lot niggas up on screen (Come here)
And I'm Freddy Way for a good reason
.40 cal' let off, we squeezin' 'em (Squeezin' 'em)
Favorite color red just like the Demon is (Demon is)
He ain't bust back, heard he ran on his mans (Haha)
Niggas gang-gang, same one on the stand (Gang)
Saks Fifth, in the store poppin' rubber bands (Bah)
Talk tough, back talk, she stutterin' (Stutterin')
Smurk picked me up drivin' the Cullinan (Cullinan)
Get the ball, score like Jimmy Butler did
I just got a new line, who the fuck is this? (The fuck?)
Sip green, might as well sip a cup of piss (Hmm)
When I get on that time, she be lovin' it
Get on the side, we'll throw through the door (Brr)
When them shots let off, niggas get low (Low)
Get on the side, we'll throw through the door (Hmm)
Let off shots, turn his ass to a ghost (Brr)
[Chorus]
Niggas be shitty, I watch 'em close
Get too close and throwin' up pole (Come here)
Got some seeds that nobody know (Know)
Hit your block on cruise, came slow (Slow)
Really rich, I could fuck on your ho
But it was same way even when I was broke (Haha)
Granny crib, we'll sleep on the floor
Christmas Eve, all I wanted was a loaf (Loaf)
He had bread on him, shooter get close (Brr)
I can't run out of juice, I'm loaded (Loaded)
Now Tunes got me focused with the soda (Tune)
He like, "Go on 'head, bro, just pour it" (Pour it)
Bloodbathh team, yeah, we GOATed
We'll crash through, real row boat it