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Young Preach - Pockets Heavy! Lyrics



Young Preach - Pockets Heavy! Lyrics




Choppa gon hit you like hit stick
My bitch is bad as it gets
Pockets heavy feel like bricks
Move that dope better move quick
The block boys run up on you
When they see you getting money like Mitch
Ima go run up them bands aye
F*ck a nigga with his handout
Choppa with a coolin fan now
F*ck the bitch
I'm the man now
Thought you was the shit
But you ain't cashing out
Foreign broads
Foreign whips
Boss nigga
We bring them toys out
You ain't drippin like us
Can't rock with us
In the Mall
We just be cashing out

Pockets heavy feel like bricks
Niggas mad
Cause they bitch a fan now
Cartier on my frames now
She f*ck with me cause im a star Wow
In love with my ice
She want me to wife her
I cannot wife her no
Gotta get ends
Sky is the limit
Skrt off in the aventador

Hit it two times
She'll be begging for more
Get a tight grip
Or you'll lose control
Don't know about you but I'm Wanting more
Gotta bad bitch
And she's ready to score
It's a new day
Gotta new flow
It's a bool day
Got some new drip
Gotta new bitch
On some boss shit
Ops mad cause my pockets heavy like The city on bricks okay

Choppa gon hit you like hit stick
My bitch is bad as it gets
Pockets heavy feel like bricks
Move that dope better move quick
The block boys run up on you
When they see you getting money Like Mitch
Ima go run up them bands aye
F*ck a nigga with his handout
Choppa with a coolin fan now
F*ck the bitch
I'm the man now
Thought you was the shit
But you ain't cashing out
Foreign broads
Foreign whips
Boss nigga
We bring them toys out
You ain't drippin like us
Can't rock with us
In the Mall
We just be cashing out
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Choppa gon hit you like hit stick
My bitch is bad as it gets
Pockets heavy feel like bricks
Move that dope better move quick
The block boys run up on you
When they see you getting money like Mitch
Ima go run up them bands aye
F*ck a nigga with his handout
Choppa with a coolin fan now
F*ck the bitch
I'm the man now
Thought you was the shit
But you ain't cashing out
Foreign broads
Foreign whips
Boss nigga
We bring them toys out
You ain't drippin like us
Can't rock with us
In the Mall
We just be cashing out

Pockets heavy feel like bricks
Niggas mad
Cause they bitch a fan now
Cartier on my frames now
She f*ck with me cause im a star Wow
In love with my ice
She want me to wife her
I cannot wife her no
Gotta get ends
Sky is the limit
Skrt off in the aventador

Hit it two times
She'll be begging for more
Get a tight grip
Or you'll lose control
Don't know about you but I'm Wanting more
Gotta bad bitch
And she's ready to score
It's a new day
Gotta new flow
It's a bool day
Got some new drip
Gotta new bitch
On some boss shit
Ops mad cause my pockets heavy like The city on bricks okay

Choppa gon hit you like hit stick
My bitch is bad as it gets
Pockets heavy feel like bricks
Move that dope better move quick
The block boys run up on you
When they see you getting money Like Mitch
Ima go run up them bands aye
F*ck a nigga with his handout
Choppa with a coolin fan now
F*ck the bitch
I'm the man now
Thought you was the shit
But you ain't cashing out
Foreign broads
Foreign whips
Boss nigga
We bring them toys out
You ain't drippin like us
Can't rock with us
In the Mall
We just be cashing out
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Writer: Jalen Young
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Language: English
Length: 2:11
Written by: Jalen Young

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