Pour Me Up (Can't Sleep)

[Intro]

Bih', what?

(D. Hill)

[Verse]

Uh, ride with the cooler, that bih' like a—, uh

Ride with the cooler, it's loud like a ruler, these niggas intruders, these niggas gon' get on they shooters

They shoot at us

Yeah, you know that I'm booted, I know that I'm geeked

I know that I'm geeked, my bih', sleep, I can't sleep, uh, yeah

Wake up with that cash, got racks all on my sleeve

Shawty—, uh

I'm like Bob Marley, bitch, I'm smokin' on weed, yeah, yeah

Whole lotta thots, whole lotta cash all on us, uh, yeah

Can't talk to a thot anymore, yeah

We don't fuck with you, bitch

Count up that money get richer, count up that money get richer, yeah

Count up that monеy get richer, count up that money gеt richer, ha

I bought my bitch a new Richard, I bought my bitch a new Richard, yeah, huh

Whole gang rockin' the Richard, now we look real rich, yeah

Dig, yeah, uh

This shit way too big, yeah, ayy, yeah

Yeah, I got ten hoes in California, yeah

I had ten hoes on me in the mornin', yeah

I got ten hoes and they all moanin'

Yeah, racks in my bag, racks in my—, uh

Racks on that bitch, put in the—, uh

Pull out the switch, hit him real quick

He gotta go, left him in the ditch

We in the south, bangin' the .8, uh, uh

Whole lotta red shit, uh, uh

On that red bih', uh, uh

I need a red bih', hol' on

I'm on some savage shit, yeah

I'm 'bout to shred shit, yeah

All these niggas fake, yeah

I ain't tryna share shit, yeah

I can't talk to a ho, yeah, 'cause they love shit, yeah

I can't fuck with these niggas, yeah, they triflin'

Shawty, she killin', yeah, I swear I better not see him

We gon' rob a nigga, yeah, jit, get even, uh

Uh, I got some bitches in Bleveland, they fuckin', they fuckin', they fuckin', okay, uh

They fuckin' on Carti, they fuckin' on Carti 'cause he got some hundreds, yeah

We hop in the truck, yeah, we hop in that SUV, get stuck

Two cups full of that lean, baby, pour me up

[Outro]

I'ma come out real quick