Testo Pockets Full

Pockets fat as fuck, my pockets full, yeah
My pockets fat as fuck, my pockets full, yeah
I parked the 'Rari outside, that bitch full, yeah
Pockets fat as fuck, my pockets full, yeah
I'm runnin' 'round-'round the trap, equip the tool, yeah
I'm runnin' 'round-'round the trap, equip the tools, yeah
I'm runnin' 'round-'round the trap, equip the tools, yeah
Damn, she sweet, I'm like damn, she eat My pockets cheese, my pockets whole
And we get geeked, make shorty fiend
She on the street, she on the pole
I said, "Ayy, let's go, ayy-ayy, let's go"
Told her, "Ayy, let's go," told her, "Ayy, let's go"
Okay, let's go, my money long, can't fold
Ayy, let's go, until them pockets full
My pockets fat, my pockets full
My pockets fat, my pockets full
My pockets fat, my pockets fat
My pockets fat, my rocket fat
My pockets full
See trap house jump, see trap house go
I cannot eat, that cannot be
This LSD, Perc' got me sleep
My pockets full, my pockets full