Yung Baller - Pockets Chubby Lyrics

Yeah, huh
What, yeah
Huh, Aye
Cook em like fish
Fillet em like this
Nigga taking risks
Miss me with that shit
Sold out cracker, like Ritz
Knew i be doing my bit
Bank account built like a glitch
Suck on her tit
Know i'm getting rich
Used to wear Abercrombie & Fitch
Only outcome is income
Nigga know i been won
Hit him with the stun gun
Pull up wit-with the drum
Pop you like bubble gum
Bullet hits the lung
Five seconds to run
Nigga, 1K on the Tube
Nigga got room to improve
Used to wear Fruit of the Loom
Now i put it in the guest room
AirMag go zoom
Got no cologne, i got perfume, damn
I want money (Huh, what)
Yeah, aye
I want my money
Yo bit call me honey
Pockets real pudgy
Hopping on the dick like a bunny
What is so funny?
Counting my paper while i'm getting a taper
I might save some shit for later
I'm my bag 24/7
Shots coming straight from heaven
Might have to call your fucking reverend
Lets no pretend this is all
Got shooter, shoot better then Lamelo Ball
Pockets come straight from Bermuda
Can't even recall
Money longer than Tacko Fall
Bitch i'm a don
Bitch with me till the end of dawn
Service coming straight from Amazon
This nigga mows lawns
You know i got the beam
Any girl is my pipe dream
Ain't what it seems
Favorite color green
Got a check in reverse
Got the Rari or skrrt

Yeah, huh
What, yeah
Huh, Aye
Cook em like fish
Fillet em like this
Nigga taking risks
Miss me with that shit
Sold out cracker, like Ritz
Knew i be doing my bit
Bank account built like a glitch
Suck on her tit
Know i'm getting rich
Used to wear Abercrombie & Fitch
Only outcome is income
Nigga know i been won
Hit him with the stun gun
Pull up wit-with the drum
Pop you like bubble gum
Bullet hits the lung
Five seconds to run
Nigga, 1K on the Tube
Nigga got room to improve
Used to wear Fruit of the Loom
Now i put it in the guest room
AirMag go zoom
Got no cologne, i got perfume, damn
I want money (Huh, what)
Yeah, aye
I want my money
Yo bit call me honey
Pockets real pudgy
Hopping on the dick like a bunny
What is so funny?
Counting my paper while i'm getting a taper
I might save some shit for later
I'm my bag 24/7
Shots coming straight from heaven
Might have to call your fucking reverend
Lets no pretend this is all
Got shooter, shoot better then Lamelo Ball
Pockets come straight from Bermuda
Can't even recall
Money longer than Tacko Fall
Bitch i'm a don
Bitch with me till the end of dawn
Service coming straight from Amazon
This nigga mows lawns
You know i got the beam
Any girl is my pipe dream
Ain't what it seems
Favorite color green
Got a check in reverse
Got the Rari or skrrt