POCKETS BLUE

I need you, I say, baby, look, I need you
I be sippin, syurp, fallin' asleep, that's what them streets do
I probably could have any bitch I want, I probably keep you
I ain't fuckin' with niggas, niggas soft' like they tissue
My pockets is on Tookie Willams, I'm gettin' that cake, it's full of blue
I'm at the trap, I'm hustlin, servin, thuggin' like that's some to do
I pull up to my grandma's house, I'm smokin' big like Uncle Snoop
That bitch got a bumper, hit from the back, I take her to the hoop

I hope them niggas gangsta, they must be crazy, if they run with you
My Migo, Only gon' fuck with you, if he call me and say, I'll fuck with you
He actin' like he gangsta, no, he not, we put up and crush his noodle
Every time I see my son, they say, that nigga look like the younger you
I cut my cousin off, I really didn't care, but it was the principle
Once that bitch say some shit, she can't take back, it ain't fixable
I lost two hoes but then I bounce back with four shit that's typical
I pulled a six, but I still ain't done pourin, I get pitiful
I spin up on they block and they don't die, it'll be a miracle
I'm still gon' put Codeine up in my Sprite, I'm so traditional
They say they was gon' send niggas for their kid, but watch, they sendin' you
Baby, I wouldn't be wastin' my time with you if I ain't into' you

I need you, I say, baby, look, I need you
I be sippin, syurp, fallin' asleep, that's what them streets do
I probably could have any bitch I want, I probably keep you
I ain't fuckin' with niggas, niggas soft' like they tissue
My pockets is on Tookie Willams, I'm gettin' that cake, it's full of blue
I'm at the trap, I'm hustlin, servin, thuggin' like that's some to do
I pull up to my grandma's house, I'm smokin' big like Uncle Snoop
That bitch got a bumper, hit from the back, I take her to the hoop