In My Pockets POORSTACY

[Chorus]
Yeah, all these racks, in my pockets
Told that pussy nigga stop it (Yeah)
If I like it, I’ma cop it
Louis V, on my body
I got your bitch, on the molly
Shaking ass, she hella sloppy
Laughing to the bank, while I’m on the phone with my accountant

[Verse]
I don’t like to talk much (Shh), yeah, so I don’t say nothing
Remember I was broke, now I’m rich, it ain’t really nothing
They wanna see me dead, yeah, but they ain't stopping nothing
I’m aiming for the head, uh, no not at the stomach
Yeah, yeah yeah, how these niggas coming?
I got bitches shaking ass, yeah, and I’m throwing hundreds
And I'm off a Xan, yeah, I can feel it in my stomach
Racks on me now, yeah, I had nothing, I came up from nothing
You can feel my energy, I don't got to say nothing
You ain't getting nothing from me
You ain't do nothing for me
You ain't taking nothing from me
Swear these niggas hella funny
And if I pull it out bitch, then I'm bussin'
They don't want smoke bitch, you know how I'm coming