Loaded Pockets

They look at my pockets, my cash they watchin, they wonderin how I just got it

I wrecked the Red I went Blue on the Jeep know this bitch got a really wide body

I know they don't like me so I keep my foot on they neck cause the shit is exciting

My lil brudda yellin out"Slatt"

He said he slimy I seen 'em push shit to the back

He rockin Balenci' no tag, my pockets stay loaded lil nigga your shit lookin sad

In a Black truck hoggin the lane I sent the lil ho on a plane I said"Don't say a thang"

I gotta get home 'fore it rain, I'm rockin Balenci' Balenci' I can't get a stain

Yea, and I got these hundreds stuffed inside my White jeans, they gon' leave a Blue stain

Yea, and I'll take your ho just to try to have fun with her, you can keep her if she lame

And I'm paid like Nino, I can't go back, cause look at how far we done came

I thought I told you I picked up the pace and I'm cuttin' these lanes, get out my way

Jv and zdott who would've thought?

I'm checkin the time it's cash O' clock

I done been told you it's members only, no you cannot just try to come into the spot

We men of business, call us the Mob

Lint in your pockets, time for a job

You the type to warm the bench, but if I go call for the ball they gon' throw me a lob

I just been goin, and goin, and goin, don't try to get me out my mode

And I just be flowing, and flowing, and flowing, I swear it won't ever get old

And that neck she be, throwing, and throwing, and throwing, she know how to keep me on toes

And my pockets is, growing, and growing, and growing, I just want the Provolone

They look at my pockets, my cash they watchin, they wonderin how I just got it

I wrecked the Red I went Blue on the Jeep know this bitch got a really wide body

I know they don't like me so I keep my foot on they neck cause the shit is exciting

My lil brudda yellin out"Slatt"

He said he slimy I seen 'em push shit to the back

He rockin Balenci' no tag, my pockets stay loaded lil nigga your shit lookin sad

In a Black truck hoggin the lane I sent the lil ho on a plane I said"Don't say a thang"

I gotta get home 'fore it rain, I'm rockin Balenci' Balenci' I can't get a stain

I'ma go stand in some concrete, let it dry up, so I can't let up what so ever

Every time she come around, she talkin bout Prada I think the bitch might be the Devil

Please don't disturb me, I'm geekin, and it's the weekend that bitch ain't coming to cuddle

We the type to hit the strip, and leave so much dog shit they gon' scoop up with a Shovel

Eugh, my pockets be loaded, and I just be floating on beats can't stop it at all

Eugh, I just been making and breaking the rules as I go I been hoggin the ball

Eugh, I told this bitch that I'm up in the stu I don't know why she keep tryna call

Eugh, and I just talked to my blooda he got me through whatever yea that's the law

Eugh, ain't no more window shopping in the mall I walk in I'm buying it all

Pockets stay loaded

Pockets stay loaded