Pour Some More

[Verse 1]

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 nigga super cocky and my verse is melodic

Crazy paint on the Bentley it look like Henn' & Hpnotiq

[Hook]

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

[Verse 2]

Cooking dope and trust a tree, yeah I got the recipe

East Atlanta nigga 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 nigga 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

[Hook]