pockets filled Lyrics

I'll be gone before they do that shit Caught me a op, I'ma shoot that clip

Ima knock off that cap like, take off that lid I'ma fuck on that ho and ima blow her a kiss

Submit to a nigga, I'll kill myself can't smoke right now, might kill my health

Hold up, money designer belts Shh, silent, I'm movin' stealth

Hop on the beat, you know I spazz like shawty, she got a big ol' ass

I'm furious, bitch, I move so fast I don't got opps, so I cannot lack

Send that drop, we on your ass, Second to none, and I feel like I'm cast

All in that speedway, I'm doin' the dash Pockets be filled up, takin' the fast

We got that clan that you can't clash You don't know what to do on that drill

Behind my brother, ima make a brain spill Crack that ho like I'm opening a seal

Independent, I ain't signin' no deal ballin' on niggas like Bradley Beall

Dunkin' on niggas, I feel like Shaquille talk about your people, you know you should kill

I'm one that kill streak like Call of Duty and these niggas be talkin, they smokin' doobies

Know them niggas that put you on screens like Tubi Tight jeans on my ass, I ain't talkin' Ksubi

Smokin' that gas, that nigga smoke loosies took her to dinner at Bennihana

Know them niggas that do anything for dollars Got drip, I don't need no stylist

Song wars niggas be biased I got swag, these niggas tryna buy it Kite so high, I can fly it Bitch so fly like a pilot

All in my brain, that's a riot Pockets fat I don't need no diet

Niggas not my friends, no alliance I make it rain, I change the climate

Niggas be talkin, but they really silent They call me Rocky, cause I'm really solid

Perform in the crowd, cause they the loudest Niggas be mute, these niggas be soundless

They go together just like a sandwich I get the money just like allowance

Can never fall off, I got my balance I don't touch shit, yeah, I be fouless

I'll be gone before they do that shit Caught me a op, I'ma shoot that clip

Ima knock off that cap like, take off that lid I'ma fuck on that ho and ima blow her a kiss

Submit to a nigga, I'll kill myself can't smoke right now, might kill my health

Hold up, money designer belts Shh, silent, I'm movin' stealth

Hop on the beat, you know I spazz like shawty, she got a big ol' ass

I'm furious, bitch, I move so fast I don't got opps, so I cannot lack

Send that drop, we on your ass, Second to none, and I feel like I'm cast

All in that speedway, I'm doin' the dash Pockets be filled up, takin' the fast