Hoes In My Pocket Freestyle (feat. Jorden Brooks, Pre K Dropout & Snipez)

I got a white girl with her hair up and I swear she so good with computers I got a black girl with her nails done and she got a killer sense of humor I got a light skin keep the hammer she ain't ever been afraid to shoot it I keep my side girl like a side kick I call her up when I need her she moving I been all over the road muscle in my pocket of my coat hear the beat let it go Middle of winter the snow basement got cold started making the money from shows You is a bitch let them know you ain't shit cut the ten you ain't down on your toes Spending my money on drugs don't fuck with hoes got ten racks stuffed in my clothes Yeah running back pack in my hand like a running back Running laps pass you up like I'm running laps Pass you up pump the gas fuck your bitch I ain't finning to get stuck with that uh Been running low on the pack finning to touch down they'll be wondering when I'm running that up Ten more bands in the sack want to go back can't go until I double that up Im finning to go and lay back baby got the strap and she always go where I go It's been a year since I cut that little shit off and bitch no I ain't going back All of these mother fuckers start making music but none of them know how to rap All of these motherfuckers start growing up but still none of them know to act They all act hard until you tell them pull up Then where are they at Give me the bag and I'm gone Baby know I bring it back we fuck it up for the night got a flight in the morning I got a white girl with her hair up and I swear she so good with computers I got a black girl with her nails done and she got a killer sense of humor I got a light skin keep the hammer she ain't ever been afraid to shoot it I keep my side girl like a side kick I call her up when I need her she moving I got like one chick in the function And I swear that she fine as hell All of these wack bitches in my tag mentions But they just want to fuck me and tell I got like 10 band on my left wrist And you know that it shine as well Me and the gang ride ride Through the mother fucking night time I'ma hit you with the right right Send yo ass goodnight night Give her the pipe sike I'ma give it to my wife right They just be testing me ah Swear that they just want the recipe ah Wishing the death of me ah They don't know that they've been setting me off Swear that I could make a hit Every time you talk shit Roll up a spliff Blow a cloud get lit Headphones plugged in Making a hit Every single time of you pussy mother fuckers talk shit Roll up a spliff Blow a cloud get lit Pussy you know what it is A movie we shooting This is a movement Swerving lanes picking an choosing No need to prove shit Get out my way Girl in the back curvy waist Look what she doin dreams getting lucid She on her knees she making movements Love what she doin riding my dick till I Can't move shit Loving my pole deeper it go Till she lose it mind in a hole Keeping my soul enemies close Time moving outta control Sippin henny mixed wit some coke Ain't no jester ain't no joke Coming straight up for your hoe Ya bitch gonna give me throat Dm you know how They float On my own wave they be Watching me go Captain Of capturing dough and these hoes Need me a bad girl she Hitting them notes