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pout Video (MV)




Performed By: Yung B
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: Braidon Munoz




Yung B - pout Lyrics
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Run up in his house
Cock it back and let it out
Leave a bullet in his mouth
I can see him bout to pout
Got me f*cked up if I'm bout to let this f*cker run his mouth
Bust you in your f*cking shit
We coming straight up from the south
I come from nothing
We making something
Counting up my luck but seen my digits
They been f*cking buggin'
Numb when
I get to druggin'
I can't help but help myself
I'm f*cking up but damn i love it
Walking all
Over me
Sing a little more RIP
Lose it all
Lose your breath
Hate the f*cking way You lead me straight to death
Stupid Motherf*cker wanna tiptoe
Duckin' f*ck boy wanna limbo
Wave him outside through the windows
Where are your heroes
Getting f*cked up on the weekend
Damn lil shawty you be tweaking
F*cking up cocaine geeking
Bloodied up nose ring leaking
I ain't sleeping
But damn I've been dreaming
On the weekend
I ain't finding what I'm seeking
I come from nothing
We making something
Counting up my luck
But seen my digits
They been f*cking buggin'
Numb when
I get to druggin
I can't help but help myself
I'm f*cking up
But damn I love it
Run up in his house
Cock it back and let it out
Leave a bullet in his mouth
I can see him bout to pout
Got me f*cked up if I'm bout to let this f*cker run his mouth
Bust you in your f*cking shit
We coming straight up from the south
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Run up in his house
Cock it back and let it out
Leave a bullet in his mouth
I can see him bout to pout
Got me f*cked up if I'm bout to let this f*cker run his mouth
Bust you in your f*cking shit
We coming straight up from the south
I come from nothing
We making something
Counting up my luck but seen my digits
They been f*cking buggin'
Numb when
I get to druggin'
I can't help but help myself
I'm f*cking up but damn i love it
Walking all
Over me
Sing a little more RIP
Lose it all
Lose your breath
Hate the f*cking way You lead me straight to death
Stupid Motherf*cker wanna tiptoe
Duckin' f*ck boy wanna limbo
Wave him outside through the windows
Where are your heroes
Getting f*cked up on the weekend
Damn lil shawty you be tweaking
F*cking up cocaine geeking
Bloodied up nose ring leaking
I ain't sleeping
But damn I've been dreaming
On the weekend
I ain't finding what I'm seeking
I come from nothing
We making something
Counting up my luck
But seen my digits
They been f*cking buggin'
Numb when
I get to druggin
I can't help but help myself
I'm f*cking up
But damn I love it
Run up in his house
Cock it back and let it out
Leave a bullet in his mouth
I can see him bout to pout
Got me f*cked up if I'm bout to let this f*cker run his mouth
Bust you in your f*cking shit
We coming straight up from the south
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Writer: Braidon Munoz
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