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[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] I just poured up a four in the twenty That's a dirty orange Crush I'm having White, Black, Spanish, and Chinese Four bitches ready to fuck Turning the deuce to a four when I whip it up Got nuts on the chopper, they ready to bust Killers, they shoot you, they snorting dust I go to Virginia, I'm drinking on Tuss Wherever I go, I'm good I jump out a plane, go straight to the hood Wherever I go, I'm good I'm in your city, nigga, I'm in the hood Wherever I go, I'm gotta have dope I jumped out the plane, I poured up a four Wherever I go, I got killers on go I'm looking for a plug to buy more dope [Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] I touch down, trying to juug all these pounds [?] on the chopper, that's a hundred rounds Get on the plane, fuck a Uber I get picked up by the killers and shooters Go to the hood, I know how to maneuver Pocket rocket on me, .380 Ruger Smoking moonrocks, got me walking on the moon Bitches different colors, green and maroon I'm smoking on [?] and we don't follow rules Fucking your bitch and she coming home soon Fuck it, I'm drinking Tussion out the spoon Five star ninja, smoke out the room Get kicked out, go buy another one I only smoke cookie, that platinum and bubble gum Global trap star, nigga, I'm one of one Juan Pablo like I'm Escobar's son [Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] I just poured up a four in the twenty That's a dirty orange Crush I'm having White, Black, Spanish, and Chinese Four bitches ready to fuck Turning the deuce to a four when I whip it up Got nuts on the chopper, they ready to bust Killers, they shoot you, they snorting dust I go to Virginia, I'm drinking on Tuss Wherever I go, I'm good I jump out a plane, go straight to the hood Wherever I go, I'm good I'm in your city, nigga, I'm in the hood Wherever I go, I'm gotta have dope I jumped out the plane, I poured up a four Wherever I go, I got killers on go I'm looking for a plug to buy more dope [Verse 2: Yowda] Money what I'm making, bitch All about my chips Everything else secondary I'm a magician with them bricks Turn them into twins In the kitchen, boy, I'm legendary Fat 40 Glock on my hip, let a nigga set trip I swear to God, that motherfucker getting buried Four trap phones on me, all ringing at the same time Goddamn, a nigga need a secretary Yeah, I raced straight off the block, I got it off the block It ain't stepped on 'cause I got it off the dock Got them in stock, come and get them while they're hot Pimping tags on the whip 'cause I got it off the lot On another level, I ain't staying with you niggas Put my name in the rap, I get to preying on you niggas MAK-90s, TEC-9s, ARs, AKs Fifty round drums, I ain't playing with you niggas [Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] I just poured up a four in the twenty That's a dirty orange Crush I'm having White, Black, Spanish, and Chinese Four bitches ready to fuck Turning the deuce to a four when I whip it up Got nuts on the chopper, they ready to bust Killers, they shoot you, they snorting dust I go to Virginia, I'm drinking on Tuss Wherever I go, I'm good I jump out a plane, go straight to the hood Wherever I go, I'm good I'm in your city, nigga, I'm in the hood Wherever I go, I'm gotta have dope I jumped out the plane, I poured up a four Wherever I go, I got killers on go I'm looking for a plug to buy more dope
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