Pour Some More Gucci Mane

[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

[Chorus]
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
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