Outta Pocket Clyde Carson

Yeah I put the top down on my brand new B
Top notch on my job
I’m just a young fly nigga out here on D
You can hear me coming out my block
Another day another dollar, hit me we can holla
For some paper I’ll be on time
Harder ladies swear to God they in love with me
But nigga I don’t pay that shit no mind
I just go maniac or stu stu don’t believe in cuban
Got a fetish for new diamonds, no cubic say, time we hit the stay
Yeah they lose it all my bumpers so I bump it and I
Then I lose I taught a class with the game in the the husslers handbook
Still been a long time, come and same cooks
Still rock it with the whole fam same crooks
Dedicated to follow the play book

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Alabams fuck a wallet
I want it, I got it, just being honest
If you ain’t gettin money bitch you outta pocket
If you ain’t gettin money bitch you outta pocket
Outta pocket, outta pocket, out-outta pocket
Alabams fuck a wallet
If you ain’t gettin money bitch you outta pocket
If you ain’t gettin money bitch you outta pocket
Been down the block, straight up and down nigga keep a six o’clock
Leanin like a nock, so high I’ll be out of space with the shit man
I’m feelin like I’m spot, tell the bitch don’t stop get it, get it
Real nigga out the mother fucker rich
It’s me, problem and Carson, beg you pardon
So much paper I’ll be all in the margin
Flow butter no margerine, uh, beg yellow one margine
Bet dark all in the car with me and my niggas we so dope you could snored it
Ballin, no you can’t afford it, real shit, make sure you record it
Coming bout some bullshit I might ‘ford it
All my homies hangin and shinin like an ornament