Pocket Watching! Lyrics

They ask to put em on but all they be is pocket watching

Ok that's cool let's get it popping, got sticks and stones for niggas plotting

Remember when I didn't have a dime nobody helped me out

They think i went and signed a deal with dolph I took the paper route

9 to 5 to add to stacking, vacuum seal and wrap the package

Make it flip just like gymnastics, grab the piece I need the plastics

I don't know what's wrong with niggas they need to get their pockets right

I don't know what's wrong with niggas you talk bout my gang imma send me a strike

But I ain't pitching, I hope that you listen

You a lil pussy boy stop all that dissing, play with my name and your body go missing

You ain't got no money so how you an opp, what you know about swinging the sights on A Glock

Your bitch a lil thot tryna give me that WAP, if I give her some guap she's gon give up the Drop

Alright, Okay, I found out just where that boy lay, I'm finna go pull up today

I got the lo, bro them gon slide with them poles we about to go wipe that boy nose

Hit that boy in the beanie, niggas out here want to be me, your bitch in my phone tryna See me

Had to tell that bitch beat it, all about money I need it

Driving straight to that bag I be speeding

They ask to put em on but all they be is pocket watching

Ok that's cool let's get it popping, got sticks and stones for niggas plotting

Remember when I didn't have a dime nobody helped me out

They think i went and signed a deal with dolph I took the paper route

9 to 5 to add to stacking, vacuum seal and wrap the package

Make it flip just like gymnastics, grab the piece I need the plastics

I don't know what's wrong with niggas they need to get their pockets right

I don't know what's wrong with niggas you talk bout my gang imma send me a strike

Send me a strike imma end him, I had to go Issey Miyake my denim

I run with some slimes don't get hit with the venom, got a big ass clip ain't no telling What's in him

Big bad wolf imma let this shit blow, you got robbed by a bitch boy I knew you was a hoe

Crack the seal on the drink and I pour that shit slow

Like a boy on the bench I just wanna go score

I'm tryna go score and just hit a lil swish, dumb ass lil bitch don't get hit with the switch

Since a lil kid I've been tryna get rich, got them bands in my pants since I took me a risk.

When I hop on the mic that's my time to go vent

You popping fake percs boy don't die off the fent

You know Pac having sauce come get half-off your rent

I'm not missing no shots when it's time to go spin

They ask to put em on but all they be is pocket watching

Ok that's cool let's get it popping, got sticks and stones for niggas plotting

Remember when I didn't have a dime nobody helped me out

They think i went and signed a deal with dolph I took the paper route