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Pocket Watchin'

๐Ÿ‘ค BlueBucksClan โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Clan Way 2 โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:31
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โฑ๏ธ 2:31 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 5944254

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Niggas broke as fuck, y'all be pocket watchin'
Wrote my own scripts, I'm the real doctor
For my birthday, I got a rocket launcher
All these spikes on my feet like I'm playin' soccer (Nick Down)
Got a foreign with no limits, bitch, I'm Silkk the Shocker
She gon' suck it 'til I quit, she a pill popper
550 on this plate, I don't eat Whoppers
Need to come save your bitch, 'cause I can't stop her

Sippin' wine up in Louis, I'm a real shopper
Ocean Prime with a dime, eatin' real lobster
I like bitches that be bougie, but be real toppers
If Tay around, then it's juice, he a seal popper
If your bitch around, we gon' chill after
Ain't no niggas at our party, bitch, it's crowded out
I got mad 'fits, but this jacket all I'm proud about
Behind tints, facin' 'Woods, got it clouded out

Nick Cannon in the coupe how I'm wildin' out
She want me to hit it raw, brought the condom out
Hey, if it ain't 'bout no money, fuck you cryin' 'bout?
'Member sneakin' in to fuck at her mama house
Fuckin' bitches off my name, I got hella clout
Said he took some shit from me? Yeah, I highly doubt
And she rides it like a pro, watch her titties bounce
Remember havin' back spasms sleepin' on that couch

Thousand-dollar boots, stompin' like I'm upset
Been that nigga, they keep tellin' me I'm up next
With another nigga bitch havin' rough sex
Play fightin' with your son, he ain't tough yet
Niggas rappin' ten years, still ain't up yet
Takin' hoes on ten dates, still ain't fuck yet
Ruth Chris, ten plates, we ain't stuffed yet
Niggas lame, tryna hang, nigga, fuck that

I be chillin' where the killers and the thugs at
All these bags in the club, we got guns packed
Big stompin' in these Christians, it's a bloodbath
Multiplying all these blues, yeah, it's good math
I'ma keep countin' these blues 'til my thumbs crack
Three grams in my 'Wood, where your lungs at?
I was never tryna fuck, where your tongue at?
Niggas tryna do a song, where your funds at?

I thought it was gon' rain today, so I put these motherfuckers on
Alright, let me see?

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:11.30] Niggas broke as fuck, y'all be pocket watchin'
[00:13.72] Wrote my own scripts, I'm the real doctor
[00:16.28] For my birthday, I got a rocket launcher
[00:18.86] All these spikes on my feet like I'm playin' soccer (Nick Down)
[00:21.32] Got a foreign with no limits, bitch, I'm Silkk the Shocker
[00:23.91] She gon' suck it 'til I quit, she a pill popper
[00:26.42] 550 on this plate, I don't eat Whoppers
[00:29.10] Need to come save your bitch, 'cause I can't stop her
[00:31.88] Sippin' wine up in Louis, I'm a real shopper
[00:34.46] Ocean Prime with a dime, eatin' real lobster
[00:36.95] I like bitches that be bougie, but be real toppers
[00:39.62] If Tay around, then it's juice, he a seal popper
[00:42.66] If your bitch around, we gon' chill after
[00:45.00] Ain't no niggas at our party, bitch, it's crowded out
[00:47.49] I got mad 'fits, but this jacket all I'm proud about
[00:49.97] Behind tints, facin' 'Woods, got it clouded out
[00:52.78] Nick Cannon in the coupe how I'm wildin' out
[00:55.54] She want me to hit it raw, brought the condom out
[00:58.08] Hey, if it ain't 'bout no money, fuck you cryin' 'bout?
[01:00.92] 'Member sneakin' in to fuck at her mama house
[01:03.56] Fuckin' bitches off my name, I got hella clout
[01:06.07] Said he took some shit from me? Yeah, I highly doubt
[01:08.62] And she rides it like a pro, watch her titties bounce
[01:11.36] Remember havin' back spasms sleepin' on that couch
[01:13.86] Thousand-dollar boots, stompin' like I'm upset
[01:16.43] Been that nigga, they keep tellin' me I'm up next
[01:19.08] With another nigga bitch havin' rough sex
[01:21.55] Play fightin' with your son, he ain't tough yet
[01:24.40] Niggas rappin' ten years, still ain't up yet
[01:27.13] Takin' hoes on ten dates, still ain't fuck yet
[01:29.64] Ruth Chris, ten plates, we ain't stuffed yet
[01:32.49] Niggas lame, tryna hang, nigga, fuck that
[01:34.95] I be chillin' where the killers and the thugs at
[01:37.73] All these bags in the club, we got guns packed
[01:40.23] Big stompin' in these Christians, it's a bloodbath
[01:42.88] Multiplying all these blues, yeah, it's good math
[01:45.46] I'ma keep countin' these blues 'til my thumbs crack
[01:48.26] Three grams in my 'Wood, where your lungs at?
[01:50.78] I was never tryna fuck, where your tongue at?
[01:53.32] Niggas tryna do a song, where your funds at?
[01:57.81] I thought it was gon' rain today, so I put these motherfuckers on
[02:06.61] Alright, let me see?
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