Aye, TMoe, TMoe, TMoe
Enviyon on the mix!
Mhm, Get in the crib
(Get in the crib) Look
Pocket watchin’, you get turned into a pack (to a pack)
Talking shit? You better duck how you be ridin’ with no gang (with no gang)
Found that n#gg# in his truck, he had his dick up on his lap
Told that n#gg# he too slow, he f#cked around and he got clapped
Aye, pocket watchin’
Pocket watchin’, you get turned into a pack
Talking shit? You better duck how you be ridin’ with no gang
Found that n#gg# in his truck, he had his dick up on his lap (aye, aye, aye)
Told that n#gg# he too slow, he f#cked around and he got clapped
Look, AJ Money, (woah), these n#gg#s hella funny (why?)
And they talking all this sh#t (yeah?) like I won’t kill ’em for some money
He swear it’s nothin’ personal, (okay), I just get it ’cause I’m hungry
But he try me like a ho’ and I’mma shoot him in his tummy (look)
We just creeping in the night up through this b#tch (yeah)
We spot an opp? He ’boutta die up in this b#tch (pow)
I’m super geeked and plus I’m higher than the b#tch (damn!)
I told his #ss, “don’t come outside” and he gon’ die without his blick
Now we poppin’ out, let off .45 shots, you hear the choppa sound (ooh)
He runnin’ now, headin’ to his coppa, we had hawked him down
He yellin’ now, Mamas tell their babies, “get up on the ground”
Don’t play around, ran his pockets then we shot him in his crown (uh)
Pocket watchin’, you get turned into a pack (a pack)
Talking shit? You better duck how you be ridin’ with no gang
Found that n#gg# in his truck, he had his dick up on his lap
Told that n#gg# he too slow, he f#cked around and he got clapped
Aye, pocket watchin’
Pocket watchin’, you get turned into a pack
Talking shit? You better duck how you be ridin’ with no gang
Found that n#gg# in his truck, he had his dick up on his lap
Told that n#gg# he too slow, he f#cked around and he got clapped (pow, pow, pow)
Brrrr, yeah, look, now there’s people, people who done saw this
But I’m gonna eat regardless, pop this sh#t and then we robbed ’em
But, now I’m lookin’ up, (What? What? What?)
There’s a figure in his Charger, and we just had killed his partner (oh!)
He done pulling out, he’s barking
Told him “duck,” he got hit like once, then he let it dump
He hit our trunk, hit up in my show and now my sh#t go numb
Yeah, f#ck, I can’t even raise my gun, I hope my homie clutch
I look up, he hop out like “what?”
Running fast as f#ck and damn, that’s tough
I said “boy, who,” (what?), “who you tryna shoot?” (huh, wow)
He said “you, you gon’ make the news, ’cause you not bulletproof!” (yeah)
I hear “BOOM!” Now I look at dude, I see his head in ooze
I look at dude (woah), he like n#gg# move, (aye), at least I coming soon
Pocket watchin’, you get turned into a pack (gang gang)
Talking shit? You better duck how you be ridin’ with no gang (without a gang?)
Found that n#gg# in his truck, he had his dick up on his lap (aye, woah)
Told that n#gg# he too slow, he f#cked around and he got clapped (aye, aye, aye, aye, aye)
Aye, pocket, pocket watchin’
Pocket watchin’, you get turned into a pack
Talking shit? You better duck how you be ridin’ with no gang (without no gang?)
Found that n#gg# in his truck, he had his dick up on his lap
Told that n#gg# he too slow, he f#cked around and he got clapped
Look, heh, aye
Nah, there was two n#gg#s in the car though
Yeah, f#ck Stanley, he got his sh#t on his lap
Aye, Drizzy (yeah)
f#ck. (yeah!)
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