Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In My Pockets, artist - POORSTACY. Album song The Breakfast Club, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 23.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Internet Money, TenThousand Projects
Song language: English
In My Pockets |
All these racks, in my pockets |
Told that pussy nigga stop it (Yeah) |
If I like it, I’ma cop it |
Louis V, on my body |
I got your bitch, on the molly |
Shaking ass, she hella sloppy |
Laughing to the bank, while I’m on the phone with my accountant |
I don’t like to talk much (Shh), yeah so I don’t say nothing |
Remember I was broke, now I’m rich, it ain’t really nothing |
They wanna see me dead, yeah, but they ain’t stopping nothing |
I’m aiming for the head, yeah, no not at the stomach |
Yeah, yeah yeah, how these niggas coming |
I got bitches shaking ass, yeah, and I’m throwing hundreds |
And I’m off a Xan, yeah, I can feel it in my stomach |
Racks on me now, yeah, I had nothing, I came up from nothing |
You can feel my energy, I don’t got to say nothing |
You ain’t getting nothing from me |
You ain’t do nothing for me |
You ain’t taking nothing from me |
Swear these niggas hella funny |
And if I pull it out bitch, then I’m bussin' |
They don’t want smoke bitch, you know how I’m coming |
All these racks, in my pockets |
Told that pussy nigga stop it (Yeah) |
If I like it, I’ma cop it |
Louis V, on my body |
I got your bitch, on the molly |
Shaking ass, she hella sloppy |
Laughing to the bank, while I’m on the phone with my accountant |
Yeah, yeah yeah, how these niggas coming |
I got bitches shaking ass, yeah, and I’m throwing hundreds |
And I’m off a Xan, yeah, I can feel it in my stomach |
Racks on me now, yeah, I had nothing, I came up from nothing |
You can feel my energy, I don’t got to say nothing |
All these racks, in my pocket |
Told that pussy nigga stop it (Yeah) |
If I like it, I’ma cop it |
Louis V, on my body |
I got your bitch, on the molly |
Shaking ass, she hella sloppy |
Laughing to the bank, while I’m on the phone with my accountant |
I don’t like to talk much (Shh), yeah so I don’t say nothing |
Remember I was broke, now I’m rich, it ain’t really nothing |
They wanna see me dead, yeah, but they ain’t stopping nothing |
I’m aiming for the head, yeah, no not at the stomach |