OUTTHEYPOCKETS

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Sugin' all these fuckas, they living to bop it
When I do, imma top it
When I want, imma cop it
and the people who put on, they like Wade they gonna lob it
and my shooters don't throw no hands
just watch that shit
Out The Pockets
Pull up to the light, pussy boy they tried to stop it
If they keep on talking, we gon blick em in the socket
Niggas be on cock, they gay, they just tryna gawk it
And niggas be on timing, tryna lock me in a closet
And I be sugin' all these fuckas, they living to bop it
When I do, imma top it
When I want, imma cop it
And the people who put on, they like Wade they gonna lob it
And my shooters don't throw no hands
Just watch that shit
Out They Pockets
Bitch
This is a choppa but my chop got a laser
I am a general sergeant, I kill all you niggas, lil pussy boy, I am a kaiser
I don't like niggas, these niggas be weirdos, these niggas be moving so fast
The choppa be shooting so fast
Yeah, the choppa gon aim at your back
Open you ass
Lil baby, I gotta ghost her
If he want smoke, we gon put em on a poster
Glock in my pants, the shit like a holster
I laugh to the bank, bitch I feel like I'm Joker
And yall niggas been on peen, yall niggas weirdos
Choppa shoot you in your face
Knockdown like free throws
Pull up to the light, pussy boy they tried to stop it
If they keep on talking, we gon blick em in the socket
Niggas be on cock, they gay, they just tryna gawk it
And niggas be on timing, tryna lock me in a closet
And I be sugin' all these fuckas, they living to bop it
When I do, imma top it
When I want, imma cop it
And the people who put on, they like Wade they gonna lob it
And my shooters don't throw no hands
Just watch that shit
Out They Pockets
Wake up
Bitch, I got too much guap on me
There's like twenty stick inside this frickin' Jeep and thats on me
I got too much guap
all these niggas wannabe
I got too much guap
F*ck your hoe and then I leave
If you want the smoke
We gon put em in a joint
Feel like Babytron
Tried to hit me up, I take your coins
You talking down on me
Choppa gonna aim at your groin
Smoke on pack, put that boy
And take him for his ice, yo
Then I take him for his bytes, yo
Then I take em like a mic, yo
(Or some shit like that)
Or I'll f*ck em on his wife, yo
Yeah
Dumb ass bih hoe
P-P-P-Pull up to the light, pussy boy they tried to stop it
If they keep on talking, we gon blick em in the socket
Niggas be on cock, they gay, they just tryna gawk it
And niggas be on timing, tryna lock me in a closet
And I be sugin' all these fuckas, they living to bop it
When I do, imma top it
When I want, imma cop it
And the people who put on, they like Wade they gonna lob it
And my shooters don't throw no hands
Just watch that shit
Out They Pockets
Out They Pockets, ho

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Written by: Keshawn Jean

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