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POCKET CHANGE
Hip-Hop/Rap
POCKET CHANGE was released on December 13, 2024 by DYFYANT as a part of the album The Broken Glass Theory
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Release DateDecember 13, 2024
LabelDYFYANT
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DYFYANT
DYFYANT
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Austin Buenger
Jeremy Austin Buenger
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Donnell Irving Carson
Donnell Irving Carson
Producer, Engineer

Lyrics

​​**** be stuck on my old bitch
​​I give it a month
​​Thought you could just dog a ****
​​I'll show you mutt
​​Smoke swishers papers
​​Til' my thoughts double dutch
​​Bust it
​​Stuff ya
​​Rollin
​​Lick you like a Dutch Cream
​​Wipe
​​Wipe me down
​​Look
​​How yo lip gloss
​​She gon beat it til I'm on soft
​​On mamas
​​On citas
​​Know Imma stunt
​​Two doors Ford shordie
​​Police on my nuts
​​Pubic floss
​​Way it perkin
​​Know it it soft
​​Venus flytrap
​​You won't catch me
​​My cubic zicornia Jenifer Grey
​​Da way dat shit is dancin
​​Helpless romantic
​​Fatal Attraction
​​**** backstab for paper
​​That shit weak my ****
​​I got two bitches
​​Squeezed wit me
​​In da passenger seat
​​That love to cut paper
​​As I get my second wind
​​Gimme head after you shorty
​​Imma gentlmen
​​That ass look like twins
​​When I flip em up-side down
​​You see
​​No matter where you're from
​​It's bout how you come
​​Power ball
​​Pocket change
​​Grace numbers
​​House of thousands corpses baby
​​Death is not an option
​​Kill pussy
​​Pet cemetery is my garden
​​Bitch you know that
​​I don't take advice from **** that ain't yet
​​Pussy indica old english what I digest
​​My best is what I can do
​​How is a **** suppose to make it through
​​Dont bury me flowers but dollars in rubber bands
​​Wasn't always like this but I hope you understand
​​Dont bury me flowers but dollars in rubber bands
​​Dead presidents count em all now count again
​​Marty Mcfly
​​Red check
​​Independent
​​Soviet
​​I'm on my second lighter
​​Now watch a ****
​​Chief till his thumb retire
​​All-nighters
​​Hit redial
​​Till you on the wire
​​The dollar in me
​​Ain't green skinned
​​My vision impaired and tinted
​​The brightest shade of red
​​Attract green eyes and necks
​​Type of shit that come with the rise
​​Crash dummy through life
​​Crumblin Crushin this herb
​​Locked on these downers and uppers
​​Helluva combination
​​Chew on my tongue till it swole
​​Idle hands devils tools
​​This pen to da pad
​​That's helluva conversation
​​Double barrel Modelo
​​Then Adleve
​​On street corners
​​Stab and groovin' these women
​​Don't know which meyers I am
​​Admired from a far
​​A fiends dreams
​​Cold sweat roll down on my cheeks
​​Get yo Stacy Adams apple slit
​​By da woman of your dream
​​So I never do
​​When I'm done
​​Crush my blunt for later
​​Absent minded
​​Always lifted
​​Leaf gone with the wind
​​Do the world favor
​​Now watch 'em grin
​​Granny told me suicide the greatest sin
​​Disappointment from my younger siblings would have for me
​​Lessons or a blind threat
​​Playin pussy with da tendencies
​​Explains the commitment issues
​​What do you want from me
​​Fuck
​​I hate I did you wrong
​​But more that I was right
​​I hate I did you wrong
​​But more that I was right
​​I hate I did you wrong
​​But more that I was right
​​I hate I did you wrong
​​But more that I was right
​​I hate I did you wrong
​​But more that I was right
​​Remember
​​No matter where you're from
​​It's bout how you come
​​Power ball
​​Pocket change
​​Grace numbers
​​House of thousands corpses baby
​​Death is not an option
​​Kill pussy
​​Pet cemetery is my garden
​​I don't take advice from **** that ain't yet
​​Pussy indica old english what I digest
​​My best is what I can do
​​How is a **** suppose to make it through
​​Dont bury me flowers but dollars in rubber bands
​​Wasn't always like this but I hope you understand​
Written by: Jeremy Austin Buenger
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