Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You pull up cute, no tab in your hand
Slide to the bar like you already spent plans
Orderin' rounds, but your own card mute
Lookin' for a man to play the rescue
You want the top shelf, you want it free
Want him to act like a one-man levy
I seen that pose in every section tonight
Big appetite, but your wallet on ice
[Pre-Chorus]
He work all week, then he come unwind
Don't bring that pressure, don't waste his time
If you came to dance, then dance all night
If you came to eat, bring somethin' to the side
[Chorus]
No free pour, no free pour
If you want it, pay yours
No free pour, no free pour
Men in NYC are tired
No free pour, no free pour
You can still be flyer
No free pour, no free pour
But don't come for man's lighter
[Verse 2]
I see the same move at the velvet rope
Pretty face, empty clutch, full of hope
Talkin' 'bout "baby, take care of me"
While her friend askin' for another Cîroc on me
Nah, we ain't bitter, we just on point
Ain't tryna buy the whole bar for a joint
If we both out here, let it be fair
Bring your own love, bring your own care
[Pre-Chorus]
He work all week, then he come unwind
Don't bring that pressure, don't waste his time
If you came to dance, then dance all night
If you came to eat, bring somethin' to the side
[Chorus]
No free pour, no free pour
If you want it, pay yours
No free pour, no free pour
Men in NYC are tired
No free pour, no free pour
You can still be flyer
No free pour, no free pour
But don't come for man's lighter
[Bridge]
Maybe you got charm, maybe you got shine
But don't build a whole date on borrowed wine
If it's mutual, then we all feel good
If it's one-way, baby, understood
[Final Chorus]
No free pour, no free pour
If you want it, pay yours
No free pour, no free pour
Men in NYC are tired
No free pour, no free pour
You can still be flyer
No free pour, no free pour
But don't come for man's lighter
Details
GeneratedJul 6, 2026
Duration2:43
LanguageEnglish
Style
Hip-hop R&B club anthem with a laid-back pocket, bounce-heavy kick and clap, rubbery sub-bass, and crisp hat rolls; verse rides a cool, half-rapped groove, pre-chorus opens with stacked harmonies and lifted chords, chorus hits with a chantable hook and gang ad-libs. Close-mic lead with silky doubles, ad-lib panning, and delay throws on the hook word. Neon-free, glossy mix with filtered risers, glass clinks, and a reversed swell into each chorus., r&b, hip hop
Credits
Prompt byFlyLegend220
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A hip hop r&b type club song talking about girls who come to the club and spend no money but want a man to spend that shit on them and supply free liquor and talk about how men are tire of it in nyc
