Sickboyrari, FHN Mook - Still Got It lyrics
[Sickboyrari, FHN Mook - Still Got It lyrics]
Ski'd up and I still got it in my pocket
Pocket rocket
I might aim it and I ain't gon stop it
If he got it, I'ma it, got it on his wallet
When my niggas got it, they gon chop and
Pulled up and I'm ski'd up, aye
Pulled up and I'm ski'd up, aye
What you got? Man, that white talk, aye
If he talk I'm gon let em off, aye
Boy, don't let em off boy, don't let em off
Blue face hunnids, talk
Blue face hunnids, walk
Money gonna beep beep
Pull up white Benz Jeep
Wrist on froze, gang on froze
You already know how it go
With my nigga FHN MOOK
Boiled your sauce like red goop
Boiled your shit like soup
Pull up in the coupe, same color soo woo
Damn bitch I'm gon get paid
Diamonds on my wrist they blang
Chopper on my back with a strap
Bang with my nigga
Ain't shit changed changed, but the lane
And my kicks aye, and my wrist
Wrist on fleek pocket rocket heat
All my souljas weep ski'd up in the streets
Ski'd up and I still got it in my pocket
Pocket rocket
I might aim it and I ain't gon stop it
If he got it, I'ma it, got it on his wallet
When my niggas got it, they gon chop and
Pulled up and I'm ski'd up, aye
Pulled up and I'm ski'd up, aye
What you got? Man, that white talk, aye
If he talk I'm gon let em off, aye
Pocket rocket
I might aim it and I ain't gon stop it
If he got it, I'ma it, got it on his wallet
When my niggas got it, they gon chop and
Pulled up and I'm ski'd up, aye
Pulled up and I'm ski'd up, aye
What you got? Man, that white talk, aye
If he talk I'm gon let em off, aye
Boy, don't let em off boy, don't let em off
Blue face hunnids, talk
Blue face hunnids, walk
Money gonna beep beep
Pull up white Benz Jeep
Wrist on froze, gang on froze
You already know how it go
With my nigga FHN MOOK
Boiled your sauce like red goop
Boiled your shit like soup
Pull up in the coupe, same color soo woo
Damn bitch I'm gon get paid
Diamonds on my wrist they blang
Chopper on my back with a strap
Bang with my nigga
Ain't shit changed changed, but the lane
And my kicks aye, and my wrist
Wrist on fleek pocket rocket heat
All my souljas weep ski'd up in the streets
Ski'd up and I still got it in my pocket
Pocket rocket
I might aim it and I ain't gon stop it
If he got it, I'ma it, got it on his wallet
When my niggas got it, they gon chop and
Pulled up and I'm ski'd up, aye
Pulled up and I'm ski'd up, aye
What you got? Man, that white talk, aye
If he talk I'm gon let em off, aye