[Chorus]
My pockets enormous
Outfit come from 4Gseller, you cannot afford this
Rich as fuck like who you tellin'? I should be on Forbes list
Pockets fat enough to fuck around, have they own orbit
My bitch thick as fuck, got her a bag, and plus she gorgeous
Broke n***a, get off your ass, but I bet he ignore this
My n***as with all the bullshit, but they not Taurus
Can't step out the house without no Rick, I feel like Morty
But my chain so deep down in the ocean, I see tortoise
I ain't even start my verse 'cause we still on the chorus
Fucked his ho 'cause she say he had terriblе performance
Closet full of shit, don't givе no fucks 'cause I need more shit
Ain't hit number one yet, it's okay, I'm headin' for it

[Verse]
Just went GT3, might do some donuts and record it
Tryna go, in fact, my mama know I'm working for it
Lame n***a tried to slide on my bitch and got reported
Go against me and my bro, you might as well just forfeit
Couldn't even pop out of this one-on-one 'cause I had tore it
My brother say, "Pass the Sprite and some Tris and get to pourin'"
Racks in the Matty Boy duffle bag, how we transport it
I feel the pain and the passion every time that storm hit
My money baby blue like that shit play for the Hornets
Just found this NSX I've been thinkin' about restorin'
Dropped fifty K on a motor' just to go and store it
Bein' rich startin' to get boring
I miss when I was tourin'
But Dre gone, it's just not gon' hit the same, its gon' be borin'
I miss when I was tourin'
But Dre gone, it's just not gon' hit the same, its gon' be borin'
[Chorus]
My pockets enormous
Outfit come from 4Gseller, you cannot afford this
Rich as fuck like who you tellin'? I should be on Forbes list
Pockets fat enough to fuck around, have they own orbit
My bitch thick as fuck, got her a bag, and plus she gorgeous
Broke n***a, get off your ass, but I bet he ignore this
My n***as with all the bullshit, but they not Taurus
Can't step out the house without no Rick, I feel like Morty
But my chain so deep down in the ocean, I see tortoise
I ain't even start my verse 'cause we still on the chorus
Fucked his ho 'cause she say he had terrible performance
Closet full of shit, don't give no fucks 'cause I need more shit
Ain't hit number one yet, it's okay, I'm headin' for it