Bitches asses looking like dalmatians and shit
This chick played with my rocket through my pocket
And i wish i had #420 bucks in my back pocket
Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit
I got a laptop in my back pocket
Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit
Another victory i've accomplished, more money in my pocket
And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started
Never had a wallet, money falling out my pocket
Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split
I got a laptop in my back pocket
And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit
You ain't gon find that
You reachin in your pocket
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