pockets! (SPEDUP) Lyrics

I wanted the money so I motherfucking got it

I used to be broke

Now look at my pockets

Now my pockets heavy weight

I put that shit on me

Percy got me hot I'm at like 200 degrees

Tell me, tell me what you need and I got you

Tell me, tell me what you need and I got you

Got me sittin' on an M right now, right now

I'm gon' hit your lil' bitch with the lights down, down

Yeah, I wanted the money so I got it

Bands in my pocket, bands in my pocket

And one hand around her waist

And one hand in my pocket

If you isn't talking up

Motherfucker change the topic

And it's all in a safe but there is no need to lock it

Cause I know my brother got me, all I gotta do is lob it

Knocked away and stolen, here's Middleton, giannis trailing, the lob

Even if I lose it all, you know I still got it

You rich, I'm the new mold

Stunting on my ex, I'm coL

Hit him in the neck and roll

New bitch love to ride the pole

And I'm revvin up my engine, I'ma let it blow

New girl flexible, missus incredible

Switching flows like a kitchen, sink, or hose

On my tippy-tippy toes, don't know where we finna go, yeah

Eddie sittin' on an M right now, right now

I'ma hit my lil' bitch with the lights down, down, down

Tell me, tell me what you need and I got you

Tell me, tell me, tell me what you need and I got you

I don't give a fuck if they talkin'

Know I keep the pills in my pocket

Till I wanna pop it

Hundred dollar bills, I'll top it

(Hanging from my neck ice cold)

Hanging from my neck, ice cold

Stay by my side, don't go

She leave me on the floor

Baby, you love me, I know

Bank go dumb

When we appear, them boys gon run

Leave a bitch crying uh

Choppa has sung

Tryna flex his money

Can't believe that shit is make believe

Pour a little bit in my drink

Then I go to sleep

Tell him not to bring that fake shit to me

Can't deal with the disrespect, now get the fuck away from me

Keep my circle small, gotta know who my friends be

Me and bro chillin'

He a day one

[???] just say sum

Talkin' all online, but he ain't sayin' nun

I'ma rip this cart and not got say nothin

PUSSY

Way dis mak11 spray pleadin guilty

Yo bitch by yo side, later she'll be chillin wit me

All this cheddar stackin, ma hands gettin filthy

Only fuck wit 100 dollar bills dont need fiftys

Yea

Hype man turn me up

So high up off the ground rn, martians pour me up

I believe it, my time is right now

Middle fingers up!

I be damned, if im puttin the racks down

Hate on me then u catchin a smack down

YeaAAA

Oh woah, look up at the stars

Don't know where you are,

Don't know, don't know where you are

Debit credit, swipe that card

Call it special avant-garde

Empty pockets in the store

I know you shinin', but I can't be sure

You tryna play me like a chessboard

Clear skin, blonde hair, adored

Adonis, all wanted more

All you all you wanted more

Was caught up 'n I got kinda bored

Still runnin', I'm still playin', so I'll get on the dot

And put down some chords

Tell me I fell off, I need my ignorance restored

Ignorance restored

Ignorance....

Lord

I never forgot you

I never forgot you

You know

That I always gotchu

I never forgot

I never forgot you

Tell me whatchu need and I gotchu, gotchu

(And I gotchu, I never forgot you)

Tell me tell me tell me watchu need and I gotchu

(You know that I gotchu, I never forgot you)

Tell me watchu need and I

Got Got Gotchu Gotchu

(I never forgot you, I never forgot you)

Tell me watchu need and I gotchu

(You know that I always gotchu)

Tell me watchu need and I gotchu

(that I always...)