This is a song about "Polly pockets"

I got money dripping from my pockets.

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

I stack racks fat you haters pockets petite.

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Like loch ness, i got 3 fitty in my pockets/

The green backs in my pockets be talkin

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

Some old motherfucking nurses checking up my pockets

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Pockets so fat of money there creaming cash rules evrything around me

Illicit funds in my pockets for that greenery

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see