[Intro: Barthel] You've got a mouthful of And a pocket of secrets
1: A$AP Twelvyy] Comic book and guns, comic books and Watchin' Power, Belly Ghost like Tommy I'ma conquer what I vision, bet my gon' come I'm with a Tommy gun pop up where my mami from Prolly hit a lobby with my drunk Sippin' on Bacardi, a shot of rum Pissin' in the elevator, don't give a fuck grill, black mask, still ain't switchin' up 'Member niggas called me Diddy, I was havoc Threw the Glock up in the river, it was too I'm a shooter, my sneaker fashion Fantasize about a on acids Spazzin' the reefer's passin'
[Chorus: Sarah Barthel & A$AP Mothafucka, know what I'm talkin' got a mouth full of diamonds Oh, and a heart that's of gold With a mouth full of And a pocket of secrets Oh, his eyes was made of Pockets full of secrets, know I'm sayin'? got a mouth full of diamonds Oh, and we all came to go is what you make it And a pocket of secrets Know I'm talkin' 'bout? Go, go, oh
2: A$AP Rocky] Fancy and jeans, fancy teeth and jeans I've seen some shit you wouldn't believe made me leave the scene Appreciate the late rappers, paved the way I back to backpackers and the wave cappers 'Cause now I hate rappers, today's rappers Hate these fake rappers, lame closet gangsta (uhh) rappers And shout outs my Riley, 'member Gangstalicious? It was gangstas kissin' gangstas if you attention Before my shit was even out you wait to get it But now the shit I'm puttin' out gon' you think to get it Take a minute, God's present 'cause I'm way too So next album fuck around and make you wait 'til
Sarah Barthel & A$AP Rocky] Mothafucka, know what I'm talkin' You've got a full of diamonds Oh, and a heart made of gold With a mouth full of And a full of secrets Oh, his was made of stone Pockets full of secrets, know what I'm got a mouth full of diamonds Oh, and we all here to go Life is you make it And a pocket of secrets Know what I'm talkin' Go, go, oh