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