Pockets Hurtin

Yep, I made this wave so I could tell if you a clone You know this that new that I ain't gotta put you on

Smoking strong, strawberry cough got me in my zone Shawty hit reverse, she off a perk, let's make her squirt

Let her eat me like dessert until I burst and then I skirt Pager on my hip, yep, I'm so alert but so covert

I want that lamb chop, yes, that's a convertible He steady hatin' cause his pockets always hurtin him

I'm tryna reach on my goals, tryna grind till my neck lookin' froze Yeah, we tryna take over the globe

Tryna ball till we sell out arenas, half a mil piece of cake for a show

I'm lookin' around, was stuck on the ground until I brought the team up Turned his smile right upside down right when I brought the beam up

Shawty used to be a ten, now she just a C plus Trust I got my racks up, so I'm finna act up

Spittin' facts up in my rap so I know I can back it up I ain't finna shake your hand cause you know you ain't with the gang

I be steady with some hitters, yeah, you know they steady Trained to pop that top right off your brain