Still Got It Sickboyrari & FHN Mook

Ski'd up and I still got it in my pocket
Pocket rocket, I might aim it and I ain't gon stop it
If he got it, I'ma [?] it, got it on his wallet
When my niggas got it, they gon chop and [?]
Pulled up and I'm ski'd up, aye
Pulled up and I'm ski'd up, aye
What you got? Man, that white talk, aye
If he talk I'm gon let em off, aye

Boy, don't let em off
Boy, don't let em off
Blue face hunnids, talk
Blue face hunnids, walk
Money gonna beep beep
Pull up white Benz Jeep
Wrist on froze, gang on froze
You already know how it go
With my nigga FHN MOOK
Boiled your sauce like red goop
Boiled your shit like soup
Pull up in the coupe, same color soo woo
Damn
Bitch I'm gon get paid
Diamonds on my wrist they blang
Chopper on my back with a strap
Bang with my nigga
[?]
Ain't shit changed
Changed, but the lane
And my kicks
Aye, and my wrist
Wrist on fleek
Pocket rocket heat
All my souljas weep
Ski'd up in the streets