Pocket Watchin

Lyrics

[Intro] Young Lan on the track [Chorus: Fly Boy Pat] Who the hell said [?] money? Who the hell said I can't pop all these bottles? Who the hell said I can't fuck all these models? Who the fuck is you young niggas? Stop tryna count my pockets Stay the fuck out my pockets, nigga Stay the fuck out my pockets, nigga Stay the fuck out my pockets, nigga Stop tryna count my pockets, nigga [Verse 1: Cap-1] Bitch, get your hand out my pocket Fuck these niggas, I don't are 'bout the [?] Fuck these bitches, I don't care 'bout your problem My mind on money, I'm just thinking 'bout dollars Them choppers Loaded with hollo tips, and bitches swallow dick and throw pussy And these niggas pussy, counting checks and sipping lean, my bitch roll a cookie Who the fuck said I can't pop all these bottles? Popping all these models, make money the moddo And the chopper 'bout to [?] fire Shoot your ass, and you won't live to tomorrow Niggas out here pocket watchin, the women [?] procaution The 30 [?] clip on that [?] make niggas a carkis [?] Eat your [?] up like a dinner Every nigga that I run with gorilla Got a hundred K in the back, I finesse her Nigga want out work, then we break out [?] Then we get money, get money, get money I fucked up the check, and I went and got the Mazerati Gone [Chorus: Fly Boy Pat] Who the hell said [?] money? Who the hell said I can't pop all these bottles? Who the hell said I can't fuck all these models? Who the fuck is you young niggas? Stop tryna count my pockets Stay the fuck out my pockets, nigga Stay the fuck out my pockets, nigga Stay the fuck out my pockets, nigga Stop tryna count my pockets, nigga [Verse 2: Cap-1] I got that [?] call it [?] [?] FarariTold my bbitch fuck it, [?] crib [?] [?] party Got some bitches with me on the molly Landed today, but only hit her friday Strapped with that work, and I guess I'll make a few calls, and load up the truck for the highway Breaking down bricks and bails [?] I got more keys [?] I got more choppers than niggas in the army Fuck a nigga talking 'bout he gon' rob me? Fuck a nigga talking 'bout I don't body? Make that work disappear quicker than [?] [?] [?] fuck with my partner Working my wrist, drop my ice in that water Shawty say it's cool to call her whenever [?] drink out the bottles Say fuck a nigga, living like no tomorrow [Chorus: Fly Boy Pat] Who the hell said [?] money? Who the hell said I can't pop all these bottles? Who the hell said I can't fuck all these models? Who the fuck is you young niggas? Stop tryna count my pockets Stay the fuck out my pockets, nigga Stay the fuck out my pockets, nigga Stay the fuck out my pockets, nigga Stop tryna count my pockets, nigga