Pockets Swole

You know nigga
You know nigga
Get that fucking money
Get that fucking money
Get that fucking money
That money

All this money in my bag
And my pockets on swole
When I step up out the mall
Just Know
I damn near copped it all
My nigga
Got gold on my chain
Gold on my teeth
And my pinky ring nigga
Oh they hatin' hard
They can afford these things
Nigga

I don't wanna be like you
I'm to hard
I got squeeze and the juice
Niggas so pressed it's lame
They do it for the clout
And the fame
I do it for the money
I just want my checks
To get bigger
So big that I say goddamn
When the deposit delivers
That's what I brag about
Young fly nigga in my bag now
I killed this beat
So fuck these niggas
It's time to eat
These sucka niggas
I'm serving bars
For supper nigga
I'm the biggest chef
Up in the kitchen
I'm throwin' hundreds in the Motherfucking air swag
Tell them bad bitches
Bring that shit over here
And I'm runnin'
Runnin' shit like a champion
Different bitches on my dick
No companions

And they mad, mad, mad
Look at their face
Look at these dumb ass niggas, Mad, mad, mad
Look at their face,
Ah ha

All this money in my bag
And my pockets on swole
When I step up out the mall
Just Know I damn near copped it all my nigga
got gold in my chain
Gold on my teeth and my pinky ring nigga
Oh they hatin' hard
They can afford these things
Nigga

Bitch I might blow up a bag in a minute
All in the trap in the kitchen
Whippin' up magic
I'm whippin'
We went from rags to riches
Bitch I might blow up a bag
In a minute
All in the trap in the kitchen
Whippin up magic
I'm whippin

I'm whippin nigga
I'm whippin nigga
Hold up, hold up
And I'm still getting rich

they mad, mad, mad
Look at their face
Look at these dumb as niggas
Yeah they mad, mad
Look at their face
Look at these dumb ass niggas

Now freeze
Niggas fake and they know it
I walk around town
With the blicky
I like my pussy mad tight
And sticky
The type that like to cum
With the drippy

Hey wait, wait, wait, wait nigga
Stay on subject mane
Fuck these hoes
You got mad talent ok

Now back to you niggas
I'm killing this shit
All this swag is making me rich
If you got the crown
I'm taking that shit
You had your chance
I'm poppin' this year
I told them niggas
That I'm coming thru
My foot is on their necks
What they finna do
You the next best
I ain't heard of you
This my year
Don't get comfortable
Cause I'm all my bag
These niggas is dumb
Rolling the weed
And flexing for fun

All this money in my bag
And my pockets on swole
When I step up out the mall
Just Know
I damn near copped it all
My nigga
Got gold on my chain
Gold on my teeth
And my pinky ring nigga
Oh they hatin' hard
They can afford these things
Nigga