Pockets Fat Peter Griffin (feat. Viizzi & Kai555!)

I ran out of drugs, so now I'm feeling kinda pissed off
We ain't on a pitch but you about to see it kick off
Diamonds dancing all over my presidential wrist watch
Choppa finna make him dance like he was doing TikTok's
Come in with the crew and we gon' air it out with big glocks
We ain't running out of ammo, Draco got a big stock
We ain't skimming pebbles in this bitch, go head and kick rocks
Pockets looking heavy kinda resembling Rick Ross
I take drugs to take the pain away, yeah
Feel it in my gut that all the better days are so far gone
Know I'm gonna blow up and it won't be long
Look into my eyes, can you tell me that I'm wrong?

In the bathroom with your bitch, smoking Fentanyl
In the bathroom with your bitch, she finna risk it all
I don't even rock no Vans but girl I'm off the wall
I don't wanna talk about it, boy don't piss me off
I was right over your state, different time zone
All these boys they wanna copy, yeah, they my clone
In Atlanta so much, they think it's my home
How much did I fucking take? I think they minds blown
Kill me, slowly, Perkies wanna hold me
Relapse, might crash, I've been feeling lonely
Don't you ever say you knew me, bitch, you is a phoney
Pockets getting bigger like their name Fat Tony

Pockets fat on Peter Griffin
Focused on the bag, feel like I'm Kodak, tunnel vision
All these bitches on my line steady tryna knock my pimpin'
Throw a couple shots at his feet, got him limpin'
I be on a mission, I smoke this gas and be the best
You said that you hate me girl I already know that I'm a mess
Run your hand around my spine and your blade across my chest
Heard these bitches talking shit, so we lay 'em down to rest now
Put them ARs to the test now, swear I can't get you out my life you ain't nothing but a pest, wow
Your bitch in my bed now
Only think I give a fuck about is bad bitches and smokin' loud



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Writer(s): Deon Davis
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