Pour Some More

Pour Some More I'm rocking retros with the cargos I sell so many bricks, I need a barcode All the vatos in the hood they call me Pablo Cause I can cook a half a kilo with my eyes closed I'm in a Lambo' Murcielago But what's ironic to me is the fact I drive slow I try to put my dick so deep it touched her tonsils I'm just an OG in the hood just like your uncle And I'm shittin' on these niggas like a portable potty And a brand new Bugatti, mixing Sprite in narcotics Young ni*** super cocky and my verse is melodic Crazy paint on the Bentley it look like Henn' & Hpnotiq The bitches on the stage I'mma keep tipping The pints on deck I'mma keep sipping Roll up, roll up, hold up, hold up I'm so froze up, I might throw up Crack a seal and pour a four up Kill that cup and pour some more Cooking dope at Trestle Tree yeah I got the recipe East Atlanta ni*** so I never let you handle me Hotter than a candle be, straight A, new Jeep Cherokee My new girlfriend is blackanese, and I run with a bunch of thieves Your baby momma seen me in Lenox and tried to tackle me I done got so famous, I can't even eat at Applebee's I don't give a damn 'bout no ni*** say he out rapping me 50 pints of drank in the trap, I want a stack a piece Three naked hoes in the room, they want a stack a piece It's twenty thousand just so my goons can sip some Ace with me Two Ferraris parked at my house, who wanna race with me? Pick a ticket, let's see who wins to have a date with me It's Gucci The bitches on the stage I'mma keep tipping The pints on deck I'mma keep sipping Roll up, roll up, hold up, hold up I'm so froze up, I might throw up Crack a seal and pour a four up Kill that cup and pour some more