In My Pocket (Tonic)

I got one, two, three, four
Bands in my pocket
Money keep on coming
And no i cant stop it
And im too turnt
I been sipping on the tonic
Drank too much i might vomit

Bitch im posted up like a sonic
I Been out in cali
Smoking chronic
Niggas stealing swag lets be honest
Its cause khanner booted up
Like a comet

I got one, two, three, four
Grams that im sparking
Niggas acting broke
Tell that bitch nigga stop it
Why you got a gun
You aint never gonna pop it
Niggas make me sick
Make me sick to my stomach
I cant fuck with niggas
Cause you niggas so damn toxic
I been taking trips
Taking trips to tropics
Nigga talking shit
He a bitch
He on nonsense
My future so bright
Cause i came up from the darkness

I got one, two, three, four
Bands in my pocket
Money keep on coming
And no i cant stop it
And im too turnt
I been sipping on the tonic
Drank too much i might vomit
I got one, two, three, four
Bands in my pocket
Money keep on coming
And no i cant stop it
And im too turnt
I been sipping on the tonic
Drank too much i might vomit



Credits
Writer(s): Stanley Mira Elise, Charles Costa
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