[Chorus]
My pockets are breaking the scale
Damn, fu*king these hoes everyday, starting to think I need help
Woah that boy got turned to a pack, you can be next if you tell
I spent 20 racks on some clothes that I still ain't get to wear them
Rocking Armani, Armani, Armani, yeah, Gucci Chanel
Armani, Armani, Armani, yeah, Gucci Chanel
Rocking Armani, Armani, Armani, yeah, Gucci Chanel
Rocking Armani, Armani, Armani, yeah, Gucci Chanel
[Verse 1: K Suave]
I be fresh as fu*k, for no reason, hoe
I get high as sh*t, just to feel my body float
Big body Benz, it look like a boat
I pulled up on LA, and told them "Let's go"
My b*tch keep a knife and I keep a pole
My b*tch mad at me causе I'm D'Ming my hoes
Rick hard fit when we pop out thеy all staring
I bust up the whole room, I think I need some [?]
Soon as i touch my first M, imma take care of mama bear
650 said my name already but i need some more
Racing to that money, racing to that money
Racing to that money, b*tch, I'm racing to that money
Broke ass boy, can't get nothin' from me
He want a verse but i told him, "Its ugly"
She wanna fu*k, so I lift up her front piece
All yellow Bentley, it look like a Taxi
[Chorus]
My pockets are breaking the scale
Damn, fu*king these hoes everyday, starting to think I need help
Woah that boy got turned to a pack, you can be next if you tell
I spent 20 racks on some clothes that I still ain't get to wear them
Rocking Armani, Armani, Armani, yeah, Gucci Chanel
Armani, Armani, Armani, yeah, Gucci Chanel
Rocking Armani, Armani, Armani, yeah, Gucci Chanel
Rocking Armani, Armani, Armani, yeah, Gucci Chanel
[Verse 2: Autumn]
This lil hoe all in my bag
She wanna know when I'm coming in time
[?], do you love me? thats all I like it
Hop out the GLS baby with the forgiatos you know how we ride
I guess this lil ni**a mad cause I just took a pic and his women was inside it
She wanna fu*k but I think I like men cause [?]
Couple of ni**as came up over me, how the fu*k could you say that im biased?
These soft-ass ni**as
Gucci the sweater my top, Gucci thats right on my body
Rockin' Armani, armani, armani, armani, armani armani
ni**a want beef, [?], well, I guess you have to fight me
These ni**a really think we [?]
[Chorus]
My pockets are breaking the scale
Damn, fu*king these hoes everyday, starting to think I need help
Woah that boy got turned to a pack, you can be next if you tell
I spent 20 racks on some clothes that I still ain't get to wear them
Rocking Armani, Armani, Armani yeah gucci chanel
Armani, Armani, Armani yeah gucci chanel
Rocking Armani, Armani, Armani yeah gucci chanel
Rocking Armani, Armani, Armani yeah gucci chanel