POCKETS (feat. EDDISON, H0LL0WAY, AKA & tahj august)

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I wanted the money so I motherfucking got it
I used to be broke
Now look at my pockets
Now my pockets heavy weight
I put that shit on me
Percy got me hot I'm at like 200 degrees
Tell me, tell me what you need and I got you
Tell me, tell me what you need and I got you
Got me sittin' on an M right now, right now
I'm gon' hit your lil' bitch with the lights down, down
Yeah, I wanted the money so I got it
Bands in my pocket, bands in my pocket
And one hand around her waist
And one hand in my pocket
If you isn't talking up
Motherfucker change the topic
And it's all in a safe but there is no need to lock it
Cause I know my brother got me, all I gotta do is lob it

Knocked away and stolen, here's Middleton, giannis trailing, the lob

Even if I lose it all, you know I still got it
You rich, I'm the new mold
Stunting on my ex, I'm coL
Hit him in the neck and roll
New bitch love to ride the pole
And I'm revvin up my engine, I'ma let it blow
New girl flexible, missus incredible
Switching flows like a kitchen, sink, or hose
On my tippy-tippy toes, don't know where we finna go, yeah
Eddie sittin' on an M right now, right now
I'ma hit my lil' bitch with the lights down, down, down

Tell me, tell me what you need and I got you
Tell me, tell me, tell me what you need and I got you

I don't give a f*ck if they talkin'
Know I keep the pills in my pocket
Till I wanna pop it
Hundred dollar bills, I'll top it

(Hanging from my neck ice cold)

Hanging from my neck, ice cold
Stay by my side, don't go
She leave me on the floor
Baby, you love me, I know
Bank go dumb
When we appear, them boys gon run
Leave a bitch crying uh
Choppa has sung
Tryna flex his money
Can't believe that shit is make believe
Pour a little bit in my drink
Then I go to sleep
Tell him not to bring that fake shit to me
Can't deal with the disrespect, now get the f*ck away from me
Keep my circle small, gotta know who my friends be
Me and bro chillin'
He a day one
Just say sum
Talkin' all online, but he ain't sayin' nun
I'ma rip this cart and not got say nothin
Pussy
Way dis mak11 spray pleadin guilty
Yo bitch by yo side, later she'll be chillin wit me
All this cheddar stackin, ma hands gettin filthy
Only f*ck wit 100 dollar bills dont need fiftys
Yea
Hype man turn me up
So high up off the ground rn, martians pour me up
I believe it, my time is right now
Middle fingers up!
I be damned, if im puttin the racks down
Hate on me then u catchin a smack down
Yeaaa

Oh woah, look up at the stars
Don't know where you are,
Don't know, don't know where you are
Debit credit, swipe that card
Call it special avant-garde
Empty pockets in the store
I know you shinin', but I can't be sure
You tryna play me like a chessboard
Clear skin, blonde hair, adored
Adonis, all wanted more
All you all you wanted more
Was caught up 'n I got kinda bored
Still runnin', I'm still playin', so I'll get on the dot
And put down some chords
Tell me I fell off, I need my ignorance restored
Ignorance restored
Ignorance...

Lord

I never forgot you
I never forgot you
You know
That I always gotchu
I never forgot
I never forgot you

Tell me whatchu need and I gotchu, gotchu
(And I gotchu, I never forgot you)
Tell me tell me tell me watchu need and I gotchu
(You know that I gotchu, I never forgot you)
Tell me watchu need and I
Got Got Gotchu Gotchu
(I never forgot you, I never forgot you)
Tell me watchu need and I gotchu
(You know that I always gotchu)
Tell me watchu need and I gotchu
(That I always...)

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