
Pocket Watchin Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Catchin' plays in the caravan, I got six-six Pull a chair, time to eat, we all win and we don't compete
I heard your new tape, but that shit was weak Told him, take that jewelry off, boy, this shit a cheat
Damn, son, where'd you find this
Tryout, tryout, tryout, tryout Scamaholic, bitch
I just left Tampa, I'm on my way to Cali I just left Cali, I'm on my way to Houston
Real roadrunner music
Trapaholics
They on my page pocket watchin' On the gram plottin
They runnin' out of money and runnin' out of options
I just left the West, I was chillin' in the projects
Trapaholics, real trap shit
I put them boys on money, I put them boys on juggs
I put them on finesse, I brought the hood
Scamaholic
Make sure your people straight, make sure your family good
Make sure your team eating
Trapaholics, turn up
Catching' plays in the caravan, I got six seats
Pull a chair, time to eat, we all winnin', we don't compete
I heard your new tape, but that shit was weak
Told him, take that jewelry off, boy, this shit a cheap
Real trap shit
Catchin' plays out of state, like I'm gettin' show money
Rubber band, duffle bag, full of old money
That's your partner cash, nigga, you don't own money
Before I hit a jugg , nigga, I was shysty
Before I had cash, all the bitches liked me
Jumped off the porch the same year, , Gucci made so icy
Trappin' in a white tee, oh, I think they like me
Check out my shoes, jeans and chain, man, this shit is priceless
Diamonds hit like lightning, got em wanna fight me
Ballin' like BMF, I know the feds wanna indict me
Free them members down the road, I told them, keep on fightingg
They on my page, pocket watchin', on the gram plottin
They runnin' out of money and runnin' out of options
I just left the west, I was chillin' in the projects
I ain't goin' for none, if it's on me, I'ma pop it
I put them boys on money, I put them boys on juggs
I put them on finesse, I brought them to the hood
Make sure your people straight, make sure your family good
Make sure your team in, make sure they pockets good
Boy, Yamaze, I'm fuckin' with DJ Trappaholics, nigga
Hold up, hoe up, dig what the fuck I'm sayin'