Mr.Money - Outta Pocket

I just been pushin', movin' weight
Orderin' Wingstop, Fuck is a date?
He brought him a strap well I bought about eight
He claim that he eatin' well look at his plate
Went up caught the play like Golden Tate
This chain on my neck must be bad bitch bait
This ice on my neck got me wantin' to skate
I told this little addict better calm it
My niggas do anything over profit
That type of money won’t fit in a wallet
I’m on a run catch me like Sonic
I’m out in Houston I ball like a Rocket
Ain’t playin' pool but that boy outta pocket
I’m on her head no bonnet
Shot to the top what I promise
I just been on the road lately
Need me a hunnid I just had eighty
Made me a dub daily
These niggas just wanna be shady
Pull up with the steel on my hip and I’m drippin'
I shot more shots than Scottie Pippen
Glizzy on the side I just had to put the dick in
You ain’t gettin' rings round here, Who you kiddin'?
You ain’t talkin' money you wastin' my time
Got niggas bang blue got niggas that slime
Tryna take me out before I reach my prime
Ain’t givin' me shit but expectin' a dime
He was talkin' too hard now my brother got time
He locked in a cell probably writin' them rhymes
Bought her some Dousee went back and I hit her
Met a new bitch but she wanted some wine
Shout out to my brother Bubba
From the jump he been keepin' it real off the muscle
Can’t fumble the sack when I run like Russell
Potatoe on barrels turned him to a Ruffle
I’m with the killas ain’t workin' no double
Dog on my lap had to throw on the muzzle
I made that boy do the Futsal Shuffle
He talk on Twitter now that boy in trouble
They can’t see but they feel me Ray Charles
We doing this street shit regardless
My brother gonna draw when I say no artist
Money went through they gone drop all the charges
Money with me that’s the biggest pardon
No dirt on my shit when I step in the Garden
Stay independent they want out like Jarvis
I left the blood right there on the carpet
I just been pushin', movin' weight
Orderin' Wingstop, Fuck is a date?
He brought him a strap well I bought about eight
He claim that he eatin' well look at his plate
Went up caught the play like Golden Tate
This chain on my neck must be bad bitch bait
This ice on my neck got me wantin' to skate
I just been pushin', movin' weight
Orderin' Wingstop, Fuck is a date?
He brought him a strap well I bought about eight
He claim that he eatin' well look at his plate
Went up caught the play like Golden Tate
This chain on my neck must be bad bitch bait
This ice on my neck got me wantin' to skate
I told this little addict better calm it
My niggas do anything over profit
That type of money won’t fit in a wallet
I’m on a run catch me like Sonic
I’m out in Houston I ball like a Rocket
Ain’t playin' pool but that boy outta pocket
I’m on her head no bonnet
Shot to the top what I promise

Written by:
Brandon Puckett

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