Lyrics

Pockets fat walking around with a hank
Certified members only, everybody got rank
Acting like you a gangster, you prank
Put a switch on the crowd
Everybody get spanked
3 AM, BabyGrape tryna crank
If he come out the door, leave him right where he think
Got it tucked I won't die to a lame
Don't try me in public, on god I'ma blank
Ain't a bitch on this Earth I can trust
I done been everywhere all these hoes getting touched
This shit on, all these bitches gon fuck
If I can't, hit the hoe, I send DJ to crush
If he can't, I bet SD can fuck
Put ya faith in the hoe, now ya dumb ass hushed
Flash ya gun, got ya dumb ass bucked
Sitting there looking sad, mane you dumb ass plucked
Mama told me I'm one of them ones
Switch or the drac I got one of them guns
Snatch his whip, we just riding for fun
If we catch an opp make his dumb ass run
Driving too fast, he ain't see the dip
This a drac in my hand it ain't come off the hip
When you take off, make sure you don't trip
All he saw was my teeth, made his dumb ass flip
Whoever thought I'll be rapping?
Don't get it confused, I'm still out getting active
Grew up around murderers, dope fiends and trappers
The youngest **** in a car full of smackers
I got plenty of smoke for that static
Fat dude [???] getting killed for a status
I want that bag young **** how [???]
Mama said "Boy you gon end up like ya daddy"
Cut my old hoe off she jealous
She text my phone like "Come home when you ready"
Shootout on the interstate, driving reckless
I'm imploring, you gon die reach for my neckless
Pockets chunky, yea they getting heavy
On a paper route while I'm chasing this lettuce
Drac turn ya meatball, knock out ya spaghetti
Another opp died, turn lil bra to confetti
This charger I [???] it's a 6.4
Whenever I come out the glass make him get low
Choppa gon make him dance like a disco
Get high and then pop his ass like some cisco
Ima sneak when I creep like a tiptoe
Ain't worried bout shit, riding round in a fishbowl
She a 10 from the city, I hit tho
These bitches ain't shit, it was sum like a free throw
Talm bout on an opp block drifting
**** fuck you and that lil ass 60
I got some shit turn a fat **** skinny
G5 get to smacking and cut off ya engine
K5 like "On God we gon get em"
Can't catch him nowhere I'ma hop out hitting
And I put a 50 round up on that glizzy like ()
That was for that dissing
Pockets fat walking around with a hank
Certified members only, everybody got rank
Acting like you a gangster, you prank
Put a switch on the crowd
Everybody get spanked
3 AM, BabyGrape tryna crank
If he come out the door, leave him right where he think
Got it tucked I won't die to a lame
Don't try me in public, on god I'ma blank
Ain't a bitch on this Earth I can trust
I done been everywhere all these hoes getting touched
This shit on, all these bitches gon fuck
If I can't, hit the hoe, I send DJ to crush
If he can't, I bet SD can fuck
Put ya faith in the hoe, now ya dumb ass hushed
Flash ya gun, got ya dumb ass bucked
Sitting there looking sad, mane you dumb ass plucked
Mama told me I'm one of them ones
Switch or the drac I got one of them guns
Snatch his whip, we just riding for fun
If we catch an opp make his dumb ass run
Driving too fast, he ain't see the dip
This a drac in my hand it ain't come off the hip
When you take off, make sure you don't trip
All he saw was my teeth, made his dumb ass flip
Written by: LaDerrick Moore
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