Outta Pocket

What she said out of pocket brodie he keeping that pistol a rocket

Back in the day niggas told me to stop it but nowadays these niggas all in my pockets

Smoking that za need a P in my stocking

You know how we rocking my diamonds they flocking

Got tats on my body the gang and we mobbin'

Got all these bad bitches I'll reopen Onyx

Get that check I deposit all of my niggas be geeking and flying

This bitch tryna smoke all my week yea she frying

I bet she don't know she not getting that shit

I hop out the coupe and I go flex the wrist

Yeah I'm living life but life is a bitch