Studiowyzz - Sip That

〈intro〉
Pour up my cup so i
Gyalie on me with the
Ay, tammy
Ay, pour up my cup so i
Ay, look

〈chorus〉
Pour up my cup so i sip that
Gyalie on me with the big back
She want action, fuck all the chit-chat
But no way could a man ever lips that
Said she want love i asked her "what is that?"
Cut her off, take a break like kit-kat
I like different type of gyal so i might just mix match
Give some to my bro cah he might wan' hit that

〈verse 1〉
Took his bird now he won't stop chirping
Out in the dings bro's looking for purses
See the look in his eyes, he's purging
You see my bro, yeah he loves all the lurking
She throw it back and i love when she's twerking
Like riri, i want a gyal who's working
I been told margе, imma buy her a birkin
I'm digging for gold, imma keep on searching
My phone rings "wagwarn, who's this?"
"i just wanna say that i miss you wyzz"
Must bе mad, are you taking the piss
"i just want love"
Nah, nah that's a myth
I'm chasing bread no need for the tips
I'm just tryna' get out of the bits
Got bread in my head even when i clip
She said get a grip, so i'm feeling her hips (feeling her hips)
〈chorus〉
Pour up my cup so i sip that
Gyalie on me with the big back
She want action, fuck all the chit-chat
But no way could a man ever lips that
Said she want love i asked her "what is that?"
Cut her off, take a break like kit-kat
I like different type of gyal so i might just mix match
Give some to my bro cah he might wan' hit that

〈verse 2〉
If you got what i want, then i'll take it
He was talking that shit now he vacant
He was talking that shit on the net
Till he clocked that step with the stainless
If you in all the drama you're braindead
Just want bread, don't care to be famous
She want love that space there is vacant
Baby, don't open your heart, i might take it
Bro serving in different places
I got meetings on different occasions (facts)
And when i get to the top
Imma feed marge, and you know that it's blatant
Imma feed bro, no way is that changing
I need more bread, more dough to be caking
Huh, yeah the bag's what i'm chasing
Ain't no way imma lose if we're racing
〈chorus〉
Pour, pour up my cup so i sip that
Gyalie on me with the big back
She want action, fuck all the chit-chat
But no way could a man ever lips that
Said she want love i asked her "what is that?"
Cut her off, take a break like kit-kat
I like different type of gyal so i might just mix match
Give some to my bro cah he might wan' hit that

〈outro〉
Pour up my cup so i, sip that
Gyalie on me with the, big back
She want action, fuck all the chit-chat
But no way could a man ever lips that
Said she want love i asked her "what is that?"
Cut her off, take a break like kit-kat
I like different type of gyal so i might just mix match
Give some to my bro cah he might wan' hit that
Uh, give some to bro cah me might wan'
Bow