Pockets fat like Dave Blunts
Choppa' got a-
Pockets fat like Dave Blunts
Choppa' got a-
Pockets fat like Dave Blunts
Choppa' got a black button
I ride round' the town with my gang we tryna smack some
I can get you packed up
Boy you better not act up
I go call my slime when i'm in trouble thats my backup
I done got my sack up
On a run cant catch us
Catch a lob like Beckham
My bro ride with a Tec on him
We ain't speak in a while i'll check on you
You a hoe I don't got respect for you
This ain't ball I ain't finna check for you
Man I walk round' in all black and I hawk em' down in a track
And I spend a band up in Saks
I put Cartier on her neck
Spend a dub and i'm bringing it back
And I spent couple nights on the westside
Bro zooted he dont even get high
Got' remember I come from the northside
When we pull up you know its a war crime
Yea i'm on the phone with my brother
I went to buy a new cutta'
Bad ho' from Minnesota
I make it get cold in the summer
Yea i'm tryna' run it back
Brand new vette' its gon' cost me a hundred racks
In the foreign don't know where my mind at
She keep calling my phone I decline that.
Pockets fat like Dave Blunts
Choppa' got a black button
I ride round' the town with my gang we tryna smack some
I can get you packed up
Boy you better not act up
I go call my slime when i'm in trouble thats my backup
I done got my sack up
On a run cant catch us
Catch a lob like Beckham
My bro ride with a T-
