Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Outta Pocket, artist - Julia Lewis
Date of issue: 13.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Outta Pocket |
You’re outta pocket baby |
And everyone knows it |
Everyone |
Even Samantha |
(Verse 1: Rexx Life Raj) |
Julia caught me off an adderall |
I’m takin' shots |
But what I’m shooting is a cannonball |
We’re full-court pressing |
And fake flexing like it’s basketball |
I’m Berkeley as a yellow jacket |
This too cold for you to jack it |
Grab a jacket, dog |
We sit back and laugh at y’all |
You never had a father figure |
Can’t be mad at y’all |
The father figure’s back involved |
Feed niggas the game like it was apple sauce |
In hopes that you get your own |
And no longer just tag along |
My city just tagged me and I’m |
Feelin' like the chosen one |
Squadliness is godliness |
You’re lookin' at the holy ones |
I do it for my mother |
I’m her only son |
Daddy got some others |
My sister, she cut like scissors |
I rarely hear from my brother |
I’m sending, love to my nephews and nieces |
In hopes this reaches |
No, your grandpa’s heart broken |
My mother picks up the pieces |
Good thing she’s good at puzzles |
That’s me being facetious |
People say I need Jesus |
I wish Jesus would reveal himself… |
I’m so outta pocket, I’m so outta pocket |
I’m so outta pocket, aye |
I’m so outta pocket, I’ve been outta pocket |
Know that you can’t stop it, aye |
I’m so outta |
I’m so outta |
Really outta pocket, yeah |
I’ve been out of |
Suck my dick and |
Leave me outta pocket |
(Verse 2: Guapdad 4000) |
I’ve been beating up these Louboutins, yeah |
My wrist been trippin' |
Might get my dick sucked |
Eatin' Wendy’s nuggets, in Wendy’s |
I’ve sent lawyers to get bucks out the bank |
So I might spend fifty |
Charge my aunt for a post on my IG-page |
Shit, like 10,50 $ |
I was supposed to turn some students hundred |
To a band, but i ran out |
Invite my friends who can’t dress |
So my outfit just stands out |
I only fuck my side chick |
Whenever she’s over her mans house |
When I leave, I take all the kids Capri Suns |
Every damn pouch |
Yeah, I’m so outta pocket, I’m so outta pocket |
I’m so outta pocket, aye |
I’m so outta pocket, I’ve been outta pocket |
Know that you can’t stop it, aye |
I’m so outta |
I’m so outta |
Really outta pocket, yeah |
I’ve been out of |
Suck my dick and |
Leave me outta pocket |
(Verse 3: Rexx Life Raj) |
One time for the internet |
One time 'cause I’ve been a threat |
One time for my dreads and my gold teeth |
Big black nigga flex intellect, woah |
Don’t feel y’all that’s a disconnect, bro |
Niggas throw shade, but |
Ain’t got time for the petty |
Big nigga sex symbol with the jelly |
Rub my dick and then rub my belly |
(You outta pocket) |
Am I? |
Am I for real? |
Or do I take full advantage of free will |
One time for a nigga who don’t got no chill |
One time, that’s uno tiempo |
Spanish is complicated, this is simple |
Mind over matter |
in the middle |
I posess the game in my temple like |
Yeah, I’m so outta pocket, I’m so outta pocket |
I’m so outta pocket, aye |
I’m so outta pocket, I’ve been outta pocket |
Know that you can’t stop it, aye |
I’m so outta |
I’m so outta |
Really outta pocket, yeah |
I’ve been out of |
Suck my dick and |
Leave me outta pocket |