pocket watch! - big lax lyrics
yeah, yeah
my b*tch hit me up to get some loving in
she keep pressing me i push her f*cking b*ttons in
can’t touch me n*gga, need an oven mitt
i see the racks when they coming in
yeah, coming in hot
yeah, yeah
coming in hot
big bands they be busting the knots
big fan she gon’ bust at my spot
yeah, yeah
coming in hot
yeah, yeah
coming in hot
yeah
bands
coming in hot
that’s why they pocket watch
yeah, yeah
is that your b*tch, is you cuffing or not
i see a l!ck and we getting the dough now
i get enough of the guap to go around
he’s gonna try us it turn to a showdown
coming in hot and it’s all for the bands
getting money run it up with my friends
i can’t love hеr no i can’t be her mans
icy hot, hot, hot, it get cold wе up the heat
hit your block, block, block and i’m looking for the cream
big bands i need that, run it up
give a f*ck bout your feedback, shut it up
shorty down on her kneecaps, suck it up
that lil’ b*tch is a demon
oh yeah yeah
tell me why lil’ shorty always hit me up, she tie me down
n*ggas steady plotting on my name, cause i’m thriving now
i’m the fliest out, tell me you can’t see me gliding ’round
flying ’round my city, riding ’round my city, riding ’round
if you know me then you know, i’m a demon i’m a monster
they should’ve made me playable in darkstalkers
all the opps are sus, bet they’re really impostors
certified by your favorite, bet you need a new sponsor
oh oh oh oh yeah
i just hit up lax he told me that it’s time to go yeah
she can pack it up big dog, i do not want your hoe yeah
try to wave man you gon’ need a bigger boat yeah
uh
diamonds dancing like a step team
i got my guap up, now these b*tches want to s*x me
gave her my snapchat don’t need b*tches trying to text me
cuff me no, ain’t n0body gon’ arrest me
she do not love you my n*gga she love us
i f*ck your b*tch and i just made her suck suck
he talking sh*t on the gram, n*gga what’s up
ain’t about money then please shut the f*ck up
we all bleed the same
we all bleed the same uh uh
n*ggas ain’t like me cause i’m already dead
yeah, yeah
i feel like i’m chief keef laugh to the bank like
ha ha
what you see in me
what you see in me, a monster
bad goth b*tch, big titties, sipping monster
she ain’t got no mom, ain’t got no dad
like she fostered
she told me she in love with me, i said it is gon’ cost her
i’m stacking up these money checks, but you should check your posture
they call me the greatest and honestly i am honored
he said he gon’ beat my ass but his first name is conner
i am a poster child at the top of the region
we crack an egg on his head just like easter
she be my queen just like latifah
you smoking mid i cannot believe it
i’m smoking on that zaza keef
on this perc turn to lil keed
n*ggas not f*cking with me
if you ain’t gang then leave, sheesh
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