Pocket Sand HANK TRILL (Ft. Dale Drizzle)
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(Chorus)
If you running up, then I'mma hit you with that *Pocket Sand*
*Look up in my pockets, all you see is* fuckin' bands
Rusty Shackleford when I get up on the beat
*Fuck John Redseed, I hit you with this 23*
(Verse: Hank Trill)
Shoot you if you tattle
Keep a rattle
Winnin' battles
You a jackle
Won the raffle
Gettin' tackled
Candy paint apple
Codine in my Snapple
Smokin' Swishers in Seattle, bitch
I'm drownin'
Need a paddle
I stay smokin' on them Camels
Rockin' camo
Hella ammo
Feel like Rambo
Hoppin' out the Lambo'
Sneaky, like a shadow
I'm the goat, you a lamb, tho
I be rockin' out with Cotton
I got rock up in my sock
I feel like Mary Poppins
When I die, bury me in a Codine coffin
If you running up, then I'mma hit you with that *Pocket Sand*
*Look up in my pockets, all you see is* fuckin' bands
Rusty Shackleford when I get up on the beat
*Fuck John Redseed, I hit you with this 23*
(Verse: Hank Trill)
Shoot you if you tattle
Keep a rattle
Winnin' battles
You a jackle
Won the raffle
Gettin' tackled
Candy paint apple
Codine in my Snapple
Smokin' Swishers in Seattle, bitch
I'm drownin'
Need a paddle
I stay smokin' on them Camels
Rockin' camo
Hella ammo
Feel like Rambo
Hoppin' out the Lambo'
Sneaky, like a shadow
I'm the goat, you a lamb, tho
I be rockin' out with Cotton
I got rock up in my sock
I feel like Mary Poppins
When I die, bury me in a Codine coffin
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