Pockets Dirty VL Deck

Yea, I was like... uhh I told the bro like...
"Fanta, from the sto"
Yea po' up, then we gon take off- aight, back to it let's go

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Pockets they dirty, they filthy
Hunnids and fifties and twenties
I'm taking chances I rinse it
I see the boss and start grinning
Water out faucets on wrist'es
I pushed out of dirty conditions
On the mints, zooming[?] / No Christmas
[?] gon talk I'm not friendly
Bale's I rock when I'm dealin
In with the culture, can't bench me

Goin for the shot I'mma finish

I see a hit like I'm Cleo
I'm on they ass like a P.O
Addicted to racks and trios
I look like a model for Dior
Take off real fast likе a cheetah
My dick in my hand when I greet her
Vacuum sealеd money when re-up
Niggas need glasses, can't see us
And I po' up by the liters