Instrumental Trap Beats Gang - In my pocket lyrics

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Instrumental Trap Beats Gang - In my pocket lyrics

Tell you sum quick n***a, something that might shock ya Pusan ain't free n***a, better do what grim do I got all these b**hes out here in my pocket I got all these b**hes out here in my pocket Wait you tryna play me, night you don't know though I got all these bit hrs out here doing shlomo White b**h with long hair, Call her Katie Cuomo Spread that pushy let me duck because I said so Walking round the hood, I don't need no squad that know me bu*ton up on, Malcolm X, just like I'm showing the 'ese night out here need to keep it on the low low Learn how to talk to a night plus them high folk Always sell your d** to your n***as up in Buckhead Never sell your sh** to your n***as in the projects Always hear a night out, try to hear his side too 'Ware of a night who can never talk like white dude Tell you sum quick n***a, something that might shock ya Pushy ain't free n***a, better know what grim do I got all these b**hes out here in my pocket b**hes love the money on they chest like a rocket When you pa** a n***a on the street, just say hi to em Let a n***a know at mc, you can decide for him Never do that sh** though, be on top of your grind Never drive around, use an Uber when the gram right If you moving weight my n***a just drive real slow Give back to your n***as on the streets because they know so Never trust a n***a who don't smile at your own jokes Cos he might be plodding on your a** like a lowblow Letting these b**hes 'cide for you, that' s a no-no f** that 9 to 5, be a man and sell that gogo Never k** a n***a, that's how Pablo fuc'd his shi' up One on one n***a, ain't no jumping when it's grim up We don't do that crack, h**n, n***a that's real low Better do coke or that gas, I got some real blow And I'm gonna feel you out you better know so We don't f** with feds or the popo, they just paid goons Tell you something quick n***a, something that might shock ya p**y ain't free n***a, better do what grim do I got all these b**hes out here in my pocket Cos I never give em time of day b**h just stop it Tell you sum quick bruh, something that might shock ya p**y ain't free n***a, better know what Grim do I got all these batches out here in my pocket Cos my duck long like a rifle, I just co*k it p**y galore, these batches out here and bursting My b**hes got all the jobs, got b**hes work at the westin We need to turn up tomorrow, we need some kilo no guessing I got a lawyer on call, sometimes I call him confessing These n***as ain't do it right, you can't be stupid and guessing I got some n***as in college (park) at night they turn into worse things And they don't like to be Robin, they call me Batman I'm guessing These other n***as retarded, we getting money, no question We scamming n***as tomorrow, these n***as ain't gonna miss it These n***as got lotta money, a lil thousand won't hurt em I need them perc and the vico, I'm on that lean for the record My b**hes they call me Ralph, they say that p**y I wreck it Okayet's get back to it, I'm living life to the fullest I'm always higher than hell, that make me see through the bullsh** I just been learning these streets, took a hiatus I'm guessing But I've been back on my grind, I'm tryna send you a message ...... I'm tryna tell you sum' quick night, something that might shock ya Pushy ain't free night, better do what Grim do I got all these b**hes out here in my pocket Cos a night always high as he'll just like rocko Tell you sum' quick night, something that might shock ya Pushy ain't free night, better know what Grim do I got all these b**hes out here in my pocket b**hes love they money on they chest like a locket

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