Big Pockets + Yot

Worstfeelingever

Yeah, ooh

Pockets get big, pockets get big

Pockets get big, pockets get big

Yeah, let's go, phrrr

Pockets gettin' racked up (Pockets gettin' racked up)

Pockets gettin' racked up (Big)

Pockets get stacked up (Pockets get stacked up)

Pockets get big, pockets get big

Pockets get big, pockets get big

I do this for the racks (Pockets get big)

I can tell that you do it for the clout

I can tell that you do it for the— (Leggo)

I gun down going for the kill (Kill)

Smile, got diamonds in my grills (Grills)

Yearsoftears right arm on Paris (Paris)

Told my swag, ****, cannot compare us (Compare us)

I got Osbatt, mix with Margielas (Margielas)

Send a addy, bitch, come with your fellas (Fellas)

Put my dick in her fella, she jealous now (Jealous now)

On my fourth damn cup and I'm wiggin' out (Wiggin out)

Boy, don't play 'bout my guap, got me wiggin' out (Wiggin' out)

We get bands week in, bands week out (Week out)

I, I fuck MILFS, not college bitches

Roll this blunt, I ain't passin' a bitch

Can't, can't save that ho, I ain't catchin' a bitch

Put it in my bitch, I'm obsessed with my bitch

I told my man to go polish my kicks

Black Michael Jack, but my name on her tits

I sip the Wock', dirty

Bitch like getting Balenci', dirty

Guap that we getting is dirty

I fuck that bitch, she dir—

Yeah (Pockets get big), phrrr

Pockets gettin' racked up (Pockets gettin' racked up)

Pockets gettin' racked up

Pockets get stacked up (Pockets get stacked up, phrrr)

Pockets gettin' racked up (Pockets gettin' racked up)

Pockets gettin' racked up

Pockets get stacked up (Pockets get stacked up)

Pockets get big (Swag out), pockets get big

Pockets get big, pockets get big (Big)

I don't think they're hearing it

My bitch looking prettier than me

I get mad if she prettier than me

I got mad, she better than me

Told her bring the money, daddy waitin' for it

I just got a coupe, man, I paid for it

Man, I thought you had guap, oh, you waiting for it?

Yearsoftears on me I don't pay for it

Told her kill the boss, I don't pay for it

Pills in and passin' out, puff, I don't pass around

Piss in and piss out, bands in, I walk out

Walk in and fuck out, fuck, did you fuck up?

I'm a young boss, bro, I walk with my cock out

I just made a mill', boy, I walk with my cock out

This my house, I'ma walk with my cock out

I'm a superstar, but I still want the opps out

Ooh, ooh

I cannot lose, I got God with me

Two years ago they were doubting me

Let the bitch know that part of me

Hol' that boy, told him to pardon me

God in these streets, I'm a general

And I came in that bitch like a general

I'm trippin', I'm trippin', my diamonds, they glistenin'

I floss in these bitches, got different women

Got two different bitches, got two of 'em kissing

I can't find the bands, the money and women, I—

Uh, fuck, we's not the same

Got the whip, mine parked up

I'ma find VIP, walk Balenci' spark up

Looking for the Vetement while I'm pouring Wock' up

Pussy boy, I shot up, why you tryna walk up?

Numbers goin' up, the gang goin' up

Sticks goin' up, the price gone up

Your bitch got missing, got her dress goin' up

I ain't conversating with no pussy ****

But I'm conversating with the pussy, ****

My za' be hitting different, ****

Hopping flower like a Florist, ****

I got no Wock', I'ma get moody

I got no Wock', I'ma get moody