Pockets fat, Rasputia
Can't fuck with niggas, they back do you (Bitch)
Pull up on you, then I might put this TEC to use
I ain't got no respect for you
Hop off the jet and you came with the neck for me
Ice on, had to flex on 'em
I don't drink liquor, I pour up the Tech for him
Bet one of my guys got a TEC on him
Pockets fat, Rasputia
Can't fuck with niggas, they back do you (Bitch)
Pull up on you, then I might put this TEC to use
I ain't got no respect for you
Hop off the jet and you came with the neck for me
Ice on, had to flex on 'em
I don't drink liquor, I pour up the Tech for him
Bet one of my guys got a TEC on him
But you know me, I just ride with the XD
It's all I need to protect me
Kept talkin' shit, so I blow off his left knee
Boy, these niggas don't respect me
Achoo, bless me
Grow up, why you let 'em stress me?
Doctor told me I was born with anxiety
Pop at a nigga for eyein' me
Po-Pockets fat, Rasputia
Can't fuck with niggas, they back do you (Bitch)
Pull up on you, then I might put this TEC to use
I ain't got no respect for you
Hop off the jet and you came with the neck for me
Ice on, had to flex on 'em
I don't drink liquor, I pour up the Tech for him
Bet one of my guys got a TEC on him
Pockets fat, Rasputia
Can't fuck with niggas, they back do you (Bitch)
Pull up on you then I might put this TEC to use
I ain't got no respect for you
Hop off the jet and you came with the neck for me
Ice on, had to flex on 'em
I don't drink liquor, I pour up the Tech for him
Bet one of my guys got a TEC on him
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