Outta Pocket (feat. TKWC) [Remix]
I said do we have a problem huh?
We over these niggas man
Let's get of pocket fuck it run yo pockets
Keep a rocket in my pocket I can't wait to launch it
Go explode if it connect boi you better get down
Pulling up like Loc Dogg nigga do we have a problem
If it was ever up nigga now it's coming down
Got to keep on it on me so I bought my CCL
Then I put a beam up on it so you know it's hitting swell
Gotta watch out for the jakes they might take my ass to jail
Niggas always talking shit but honestly bro I don't care
Mix my shoes with my weapons I don't know which ones to wear
Put some jewels in my necklace know it ain't your fault you stare
Used to laugh at my complexion now them bitches flocking yeah
Niggas jocking yeah why they pocket watching
Swear If I get outta pocket yeah a lotta bodies droppin
Pull up get it popping her jaw dropping panties dropping yeah
Make her pull up give u sloppy just for me to come bust yo noggin damnn
Let's get of pocket fuck it run yo pockets
Keep a rocket in my pocket I can't wait to launch it
Go explode if it connect boi you better get down
Pulling up like Loc Dogg nigga do we have a problem
Get outta pocket like loose change give it up
Remember a time It was typical to get your dividends up
Pockets are empty don't dip in it, hands out show the lent that u been in there for
Pour out the truth cuz T ruthless it's useless you lying
I'm trying to get to the bottom but this ain't a rainbow, no pot of gold on the table
My cousin in trouble with neighborhood trapper
Tryna come up off a brick now he in some shit
Knock on my door it's pm round 4 said cuz I stopped by to piss
Walks passed the bathroom straight to the bedroom
Rummaging through my drawer where he know the dough at
Hops out the window I notice my pistol was jacked too, why does he need my gat?
Keisha called me from the west said that my cuz was strapped with a vest
The next thing she hear is bullets he pulled it sentenced drug dealer to death
But cuzzo he left,
M.I.A wonder where he could've been (Bean)
Police knocking on my door after 4 said my gun was found there at the scene
Of the crime we got it
Cuzzo set me up that's outta pocket
Now I'm back and forth poppin at cops
One body drop, two bodies drop
Don't notice I'm shot til my body drop, somebody yell STOP
It's Keisha, Im laying down leaking, start to notice slowed breathin
She's says she pregnant she's lying
Can't have a baby I'm dying
And I only hit it one time
We over these niggas man
Let's get of pocket fuck it run yo pockets
Keep a rocket in my pocket I can't wait to launch it
Go explode if it connect boi you better get down
Pulling up like Loc Dogg nigga do we have a problem
If it was ever up nigga now it's coming down
Got to keep on it on me so I bought my CCL
Then I put a beam up on it so you know it's hitting swell
Gotta watch out for the jakes they might take my ass to jail
Niggas always talking shit but honestly bro I don't care
Mix my shoes with my weapons I don't know which ones to wear
Put some jewels in my necklace know it ain't your fault you stare
Used to laugh at my complexion now them bitches flocking yeah
Niggas jocking yeah why they pocket watching
Swear If I get outta pocket yeah a lotta bodies droppin
Pull up get it popping her jaw dropping panties dropping yeah
Make her pull up give u sloppy just for me to come bust yo noggin damnn
Let's get of pocket fuck it run yo pockets
Keep a rocket in my pocket I can't wait to launch it
Go explode if it connect boi you better get down
Pulling up like Loc Dogg nigga do we have a problem
Get outta pocket like loose change give it up
Remember a time It was typical to get your dividends up
Pockets are empty don't dip in it, hands out show the lent that u been in there for
Pour out the truth cuz T ruthless it's useless you lying
I'm trying to get to the bottom but this ain't a rainbow, no pot of gold on the table
My cousin in trouble with neighborhood trapper
Tryna come up off a brick now he in some shit
Knock on my door it's pm round 4 said cuz I stopped by to piss
Walks passed the bathroom straight to the bedroom
Rummaging through my drawer where he know the dough at
Hops out the window I notice my pistol was jacked too, why does he need my gat?
Keisha called me from the west said that my cuz was strapped with a vest
The next thing she hear is bullets he pulled it sentenced drug dealer to death
But cuzzo he left,
M.I.A wonder where he could've been (Bean)
Police knocking on my door after 4 said my gun was found there at the scene
Of the crime we got it
Cuzzo set me up that's outta pocket
Now I'm back and forth poppin at cops
One body drop, two bodies drop
Don't notice I'm shot til my body drop, somebody yell STOP
It's Keisha, Im laying down leaking, start to notice slowed breathin
She's says she pregnant she's lying
Can't have a baby I'm dying
And I only hit it one time
Credits
Writer(s): Derrique Goodman
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