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All my bitches call me pockets, I'm poppin' All these dollars I been It no way to stop it My wrist so rocky, Liberace watchin', 3 mil on So ice, drippin' off me You and your could play hockey I'm sippin' lean out a coconut cup, I'm in the I been countin' so much money, had to me a hobby I'm Czechoslaka, watchin' I got Rastas choppers Got the machine gun with They runnin' in, they ain't Steve Austin flossin', tell it's a new boss in office And if we ain't talking profit, it no use in callin' These niggas triple crossin', double cross, your losses I heard them tried to block, I went bought two new Ferraris
down with two pistols, ain't missinø no target Right before the funeral, let you pick out your Had to triple cross the cross, quadruple your losses Sippin' like a coffee bean, ain't sleepin' on shawty OK I up the work, I put them things in the office Then put them on the freeway, now I feel like I'm Seen peoples in my rear view, hit the gas and I lost 'em finger out the sunroof, they just mad cause I'm flossin'
All these rubber bands, fuck what I'm gon do with a I'm in the booth money, I'm so goddamn cocky My lil' bitch pop her pussy, I might pop me a molly That codeine got me geeked up, spill lean all over Versace I got killers with me, don't do no talkin' or boxin' I got that long bread, I'm talkin' pizza, no toppings Throw them goons a little We'll your baby's adoption And we worried about the feds AR's in secret been to sleep in the longest, I sip that drank like it's coffee They say that a Martian, I buy my enemies coffins We handle business like bosses and the streets like an office I had a duplex with a million worth of bricks in the
Double with two pistols, ain't missinø no target Right the funeral, let you pick out your coffin Had to triple the double cross, quadruple your losses lean like a coffee bean, ain't sleepin' on shawty OK I up the work, I put them things in the office Then put them on the freeway, now I feel like I'm Seen them in my rear view, hit the gas and I lost 'em Middle finger out the sunroof, they just mad cause I'm
You ain't I spent that dough And you catch contacts I got shooters on my side and if I say the they ready for combat Like Vietnam, wartime ain't no Niggas be playin' till the bullets start Can't hide these 'cause the clips too long for him, catch him hiding in his honeycomb Turn his motherfucking house to a home long, get you touched in your front lawn Shots so loud setting off car Run along, or be the nigga dunked on You be swearin' that you niggas got wrong Get you jacked, no mask, no on Beat a nigga ass, then turn it to a club Vet in the game, got to prove Young niggas call me Juice I got more cash Uncle Scrooge niggas made up like Dr. Seuss All ice, no CZ I ball, ya'll niggas in the leagues Real shit, I got the shit on Bout to put this in a DDT