4PF 4 Pockets Full Lyrics

When I'm outside enjoying the wildlife and shit, yeah

Man, it's Clo , okay, let's go

Like I'm signed to 4pf , I got four pockets full

Man, I got four pockets full

Like I'm signed to 4pf , I got four pockets full

If you around me, you got it too

Forever pay, I need the loot

Bitch, I make more money than your boo

And more money than his crew

We stacking money to the roof

But that shit ain't nothing new

I would come and shake the room, he stir that pot, ain't talkin stew

Man, we keep bands up in the Stu

And shorty seen us he ain't run, he flew

My bro got blicky in his coupe

Man, he get wild, he let it loose

He booted b rollin' off that juice

Turnt up with hoes all in the Stu

Bro, keep money and a double cup

All this money, I can't even count

his gang runnin' out of money, they ass inna drought

They ass, ain't got no motherfuckin' motion

We up in that trap and this money, we countin

I keep losin' count, I need an accountant

He goin' down the road path, you better reroute it

Shorty ass, he screamin' like, why is you shouting

Bro, say it to me, bands, he can't even count it

Like I'm signed to 4pf , I got four pockets full

If you around me, you got it too

Forever pay, I need the loot

Bitch, I make more money than your boo

We stackin' money to the roof

But that shit ain't nothing new

Hundred bands up in my pocket

If he play, then I'm gon' pop it

Money flowin', they can't stop it

Bitch, we blastin' like it's Rockets

Bro, he's perky, yeah, he gon' pop it

Bro, actin' slow, he ain't gettin' no profit

Close that backdoor, better lock it

Bet not slime me out for no change

Niggas, he sliming out, they own homies, they some hoes

I can never turn my back or fuckin' switch up on my bro

I can never trust a bitch, cause a hoe will drop a lo

And my brothers keep a chopper, they'll pull n let it blow

Like I'm signed to 4pf , I got four pockets full

If you around me, you got it too

Forever pay, I need the loot

Bitch, I make more money than your boo

Add more money than his crew

We stackin' money to the roof

But that shit ain't nothing new

Better watch it when you speak

Cause you speakin' to the G

I keep it real, I keep it P

That nigga talkin', not on shit

If you got a Glock, then pop your shit

Your shorty fine, I take your bitch

Spend hundreds on Glocks and not on kicks

See that box on the back, man, that's that switch

Don't need a bag on your head

Cause my niggas get you hit

But I really got that bag if I really wanna hit

Nigga, his ass wanna talk, really, really is a bitch

Nigga, your bitch peep this bag, she a motherfuckin' snitch

Nigga, really drop that lo, now I'm up at your door

Like I'm signed to 4pf , I got four pockets full

If you around me, you got it too

Forever pay, I need the loot

Bitch, I make more money than your boo

Add more money than his crew

We stackin' money to the roof

But that shit ain't nothing new

Four pockets full like I'm signed to baby boy but we forever paid ts ain't nun new