Pocket

Felipe, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Feelin' like young storm, throwin' money in the air

Just spent two racks on my clip

All these **** mad at a young ****, yeah

**** can't stand, oh well, go get a chair

Life ain't fair, shoulda been focused on money

Bitches ain't goin' nowhere

Here you say, you ain't got nothing on the tank

****, I ain't goin' nowhere

Girl, you a thot, you tryna fuck, I'm not

Only thing I want is top, I'm tryna run up a lot

The money keep callin' but her name get blocked, bitch

I ain't worried 'bout nobody, that can't fit in my pocket

**** be mad you poppin', they ai't got nothing in they pockets

Seventeen hunnid a pair, bitch wanna feel in my pocket

She can't fit it nowhere, I got the racks in my pocket

Yeah, yeah, it's in my pocket, yeah, yeah, it's in my pocket

Yeah, yeah, it's in my pocket, yeah, yeah, it's in my pocket

It's in my pocket, yeah, yeah, it's in my pocket

Yeah, yeah, it's in my pocket, yeah, yeah, it's in my pocket

Look at me, look at me, remember you said I ain't goin' nowhere

I got so much on my plate I can share (I been down since day one)

****, what? Hit the booty clutch just to flex on a hoe

Might hit a dance, throw money on my sir

Lookin' like a **** got thigh pads on

Where a **** ballin', coulda played in the field

They hatin' on me but I'm proud of myself

Remember you doubted me? Bitch, oh well

I can wipe my ass what you spend on your rent

I just bought a car yesterday, no tint

(Why you do that?) I want you to see

Drop the top at the light, take a pic bitch, cheese

Well, now you want the dick 'cause I'm all up, bitch please

Your son wanna grow up to be like me

Life ain't fair, shoulda been focused on money

Bitches ain't goin' nowhere

Here you say, you ain't got nothing on the tank

****, I ain't goin' nowhere

Girl, you a thot, you tryna fuck, I'm not

Only thing I want is top, I'm tryna run up a lot

The money keep callin' but her name get blocked, bitch

I ain't worried 'bout nobody, that can't fit in my pocket

**** be mad you poppin', they ain't got nothing in their pockets

Seventeen hunnid a pair, bitch wanna feel in my pocket

She can't fit it nowhere, I got the racks in my pocket

Yeah, yeah, it's in my pocket, yeah, yeah, it's in my pocket

Yeah, yeah, it's in my pocket, yeah, yeah, it's in my pocket

It's in my pocket, yeah, yeah, it's in my pocket

Yeah, yeah, it's in my pocket, yeah, yeah, it's in my pocket

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, ay

Whoa, whoa, it's in my pocket, whoa

It's in my pocket, whoa, it's in my pocket