Travis Scott - Pour Up lyrics
Travis Scott [Jacques Bermon Webster II] Houston, Texas, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Travis Scott - Pour Up lyrics]
Ridin' 'round in my old whip
Used to drive that thing like I stole it
I control the drop while you roll it
12 pull us over, you'll hold it
You the coldest girl out the North, yeah
You the hottest girl and you know it
I might just let you pour it for real, yeah
Ah, yeah, got a little trip
Got it real, ridin' really real
Ridin' round, trynna make a mil', yeah
Man I woke up up in the middle of the night
And just fillin' up my backwood all up
As many extendos as possible
Money, money alcohol pussy weed
Everything on me weed and the lab-anos
Got the diam-anos, angelos
You get it vámonos i gotta' know
One thing about you, I'm finna' menage you
You still give me time yeah you know
Massage you you might make me hide you, but
How you can but you know that you winnin'
You know what you wearin'
The pot and to piss in
You know when you in it
Come with more hydro and NyQuil
More Xan than a Bicycle
You know that I roll it
Roll it you I'm rollin' my
Pollie holdin' from my coaches
Niggas know I remote control it
Money, fuck it, I need money homie
Got that money comin' in, out at the spot
Got it hot, on lock as approaches
Hop in my whip we get coast it, yeahhh
Ah, yeah, got a little trip
Got it real, ridin' really real
Ridin' round, trynna make a mil'
Ridin' 'round in my old whip
Used to drive that thing like I stole it
I control the drop while you roll it
12 pull us over, you'll hold it
You the coldest girl out the North, yeah
You the hottest girl and you know it
I might just let you pour it for real, yeah
Used to drive that thing like I stole it
I control the drop while you roll it
12 pull us over, you'll hold it
You the coldest girl out the North, yeah
You the hottest girl and you know it
I might just let you pour it for real, yeah
Ah, yeah, got a little trip
Got it real, ridin' really real
Ridin' round, trynna make a mil', yeah
Man I woke up up in the middle of the night
And just fillin' up my backwood all up
As many extendos as possible
Money, money alcohol pussy weed
Everything on me weed and the lab-anos
Got the diam-anos, angelos
You get it vámonos i gotta' know
One thing about you, I'm finna' menage you
You still give me time yeah you know
Massage you you might make me hide you, but
How you can but you know that you winnin'
You know what you wearin'
The pot and to piss in
You know when you in it
Come with more hydro and NyQuil
More Xan than a Bicycle
You know that I roll it
Roll it you I'm rollin' my
Pollie holdin' from my coaches
Niggas know I remote control it
Money, fuck it, I need money homie
Got that money comin' in, out at the spot
Got it hot, on lock as approaches
Hop in my whip we get coast it, yeahhh
Ah, yeah, got a little trip
Got it real, ridin' really real
Ridin' round, trynna make a mil'
Ridin' 'round in my old whip
Used to drive that thing like I stole it
I control the drop while you roll it
12 pull us over, you'll hold it
You the coldest girl out the North, yeah
You the hottest girl and you know it
I might just let you pour it for real, yeah