Pockets

I remember on the first night I was starstruck
Now she tryna get her mans tell him knuck if you buck
And she lying to my face yeah it's just my luck Doesn't matter I throw her in the garbage and now I'm up
Bitch I'm up now ice up on my neck and on my wrist
Made some money I can't believe I was caught up on a bitch
Not surprised that I made it I knew that I was gon' be rich
I said fuck all the haters I know that imma have em pissed

I think that I lost it I sip till I'm unconscious
Why does every pretty bitch gotta be toxic
I am so exhausted it's time for me to lock in
I've been on the grind I'm steady filling up my pockets
I think that I lost it I sip till I'm unconscious
Why does every pretty bitch gotta be toxic
I am so exhausted it's time for me to lock in
I've been on the grind I'm steady filling up my pockets

Woah bitch calm down
I know you talking on the phone but you're being too loud
I know your man is home alone but you're here at my house
He said he wrote your ass a poem but that's not really my style
And now she knocking on my door said can we go on walks
I said she really gotta go I'm too busy to talk
She said that I was such a hoe yet she fucked the whole block
So if you really wanna know you gon' get what you got
She wanna go home but I really wanna sightsee Blowing on my phone said she barely even like me
I gotta get gone cause her boyfriend wanna fight me
He just mad his girl cheated on him with a lil hypebeast

I think that I lost it I sip till I'm unconscious
Why does every pretty bitch gotta be toxic
I am so exhausted it's time for me to lock in
I've been on the grind I'm steady filling up my pockets
I think that I lost it I sip till I'm unconscious
Why does every pretty bitch gotta be toxic
I am so exhausted it's time for me to lock in
I've been on the grind I'm steady filling up my pockets



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Writer(s): Tyler Derks
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