Plays
I got this luck in my pocket
It's brought me some bands I ran up da cash and all of this shit in my pocket
To much of these bands can't fit in my pants I got all this shit in my pocket
I just made me a band off of 3 plays young n**** got this shit in his pocket
Want to front him some bags but I can't even give him nun n**** be flexing the money
I jumped off the porch I'm smoking moonrocks and these bitches be hating on my gas
Ran up the sack and throw all that shit in the muthafuckin stash the plan
Young n**** get brrr get the peacoat catching plays in the muthafuckin high school
Don't you tell my momma she don't need to know but she already know
That I'm selling drugs
I be fucking with her cause she breaking bread
When she gimme toppy fucking up my head
Baby on the top when we in the bed
We on gas that the moonrocks and these n***** they hate on the kid cause I'm hot
On the muthafuckin block ok
They saying his gas is trash young big god had put em on no cap
Dope boy air forces on he can't hang wit me he ain't known
He jus want me put him on boy I got this shit my lonely didnt nobody put the kid on
I spend these racks on my own young n**** running like track meet
Shawty with me like she attached to me
Smoking on runtz and the shit Vlone
Sitting on 15k this year, this year I ain't even playing with these n*****
I'm making 10 in a month this month ain't even out but I got 5 bands on me now
That mean it 15 racks on me now huh Ian gotta cap a lot
Aye Ian gotta cap bout this muthafuckin knot
I'm having these racks on the muthafuckin block
I got this luck in my pocket
It's brought me some bands I ran up da cash and all of this shit in my pocket
To much of these bands can't fit in my pants I got all this shit in my pocket
I just made me a band off of 3 plays young n**** got this shit in his pocket
Want to front him some bags but I can't even give him nun n**** be flexing the money
I jumped off the porch I'm smoking moonrocks and these bitches be hating on my gas
Ran up the sack and throw all that shit in the muthafuckin stash the plan
Young n**** get brrr get the peacoat catching plays in the muthafuckin high school
Don't you tell my momma she don't need to know but she already know
If you fuck with me then you lucky
Pulling up six deep
Ain't nothing but angels around me keep the hatred from me
And the bag on me and it's up
Tell them we don't cap bout no bucks
We gon run this shit up when we ran this shit up
Them n***** was hating cause they couldn't have no money
They couldn't fuck with us I might dodge all that hate in a ram truck
I ain't have shit then a n**** ran it up I gotta show out my god cause he showing me love
Black heart like the color my soul I can't fuck with these swoops
Cause the bitches be hoes my bruh got some shit for yo hoe she gon toot this shit up like some dope in her muthafuckin nose
You can't switch jus because you getting racks we will take that shit back
N**** stick to the bro code some of the n***** be bitches
Cant hang wit these n***** they might come tell on me
Gotta have a soul young n**** stuck to the oath
Young n**** stayed 10 toes young n**** back in his mode
Put this shit up gotta stack this shit up for my son
I got this luck in my pocket
It's brought me some bands I ran up da cash and all of this shit in my pocket
To much of these bands can't fit in my pants I got all this shit in my pocket
I just made me a band off of 3 plays young n**** got this shit in his pocket
Want to front him some bags but I can't even give him nun n**** be flexing the money
I jumped off the porch I'm smoking moonrocks and these bitches be hating on my gas
Ran up the sack and throw all that shit in the muthafuckin stash the plan
Young n**** get brrr get the peacoat catching plays in the muthafuckin high school
Don't you tell my momma she don't need to know but she already know
That I'm selling drugs
It's brought me some bands I ran up da cash and all of this shit in my pocket
To much of these bands can't fit in my pants I got all this shit in my pocket
I just made me a band off of 3 plays young n**** got this shit in his pocket
Want to front him some bags but I can't even give him nun n**** be flexing the money
I jumped off the porch I'm smoking moonrocks and these bitches be hating on my gas
Ran up the sack and throw all that shit in the muthafuckin stash the plan
Young n**** get brrr get the peacoat catching plays in the muthafuckin high school
Don't you tell my momma she don't need to know but she already know
That I'm selling drugs
I be fucking with her cause she breaking bread
When she gimme toppy fucking up my head
Baby on the top when we in the bed
We on gas that the moonrocks and these n***** they hate on the kid cause I'm hot
On the muthafuckin block ok
They saying his gas is trash young big god had put em on no cap
Dope boy air forces on he can't hang wit me he ain't known
He jus want me put him on boy I got this shit my lonely didnt nobody put the kid on
I spend these racks on my own young n**** running like track meet
Shawty with me like she attached to me
Smoking on runtz and the shit Vlone
Sitting on 15k this year, this year I ain't even playing with these n*****
I'm making 10 in a month this month ain't even out but I got 5 bands on me now
That mean it 15 racks on me now huh Ian gotta cap a lot
Aye Ian gotta cap bout this muthafuckin knot
I'm having these racks on the muthafuckin block
I got this luck in my pocket
It's brought me some bands I ran up da cash and all of this shit in my pocket
To much of these bands can't fit in my pants I got all this shit in my pocket
I just made me a band off of 3 plays young n**** got this shit in his pocket
Want to front him some bags but I can't even give him nun n**** be flexing the money
I jumped off the porch I'm smoking moonrocks and these bitches be hating on my gas
Ran up the sack and throw all that shit in the muthafuckin stash the plan
Young n**** get brrr get the peacoat catching plays in the muthafuckin high school
Don't you tell my momma she don't need to know but she already know
If you fuck with me then you lucky
Pulling up six deep
Ain't nothing but angels around me keep the hatred from me
And the bag on me and it's up
Tell them we don't cap bout no bucks
We gon run this shit up when we ran this shit up
Them n***** was hating cause they couldn't have no money
They couldn't fuck with us I might dodge all that hate in a ram truck
I ain't have shit then a n**** ran it up I gotta show out my god cause he showing me love
Black heart like the color my soul I can't fuck with these swoops
Cause the bitches be hoes my bruh got some shit for yo hoe she gon toot this shit up like some dope in her muthafuckin nose
You can't switch jus because you getting racks we will take that shit back
N**** stick to the bro code some of the n***** be bitches
Cant hang wit these n***** they might come tell on me
Gotta have a soul young n**** stuck to the oath
Young n**** stayed 10 toes young n**** back in his mode
Put this shit up gotta stack this shit up for my son
I got this luck in my pocket
It's brought me some bands I ran up da cash and all of this shit in my pocket
To much of these bands can't fit in my pants I got all this shit in my pocket
I just made me a band off of 3 plays young n**** got this shit in his pocket
Want to front him some bags but I can't even give him nun n**** be flexing the money
I jumped off the porch I'm smoking moonrocks and these bitches be hating on my gas
Ran up the sack and throw all that shit in the muthafuckin stash the plan
Young n**** get brrr get the peacoat catching plays in the muthafuckin high school
Don't you tell my momma she don't need to know but she already know
That I'm selling drugs
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Writer(s): Courtland Ross
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