Pocket Rocket lyrics

[Intro: Icy Narco & ohtrapstar]
(Red Drum on the Beat)
What
Chyeah, chyeah, chyeah (Pew, pew, pew)
What

[Chorus: Icy Narco]
This that Gucci sh*t, this that Louis sh*t (Drip)
This that gooey sh*t, that's a foreign whip (Huh)
Pick that b*tch up, with a pocket rocket
Just to rob your chain, cash it out at Johnny Dang

[Verse: Icy Narco & Ohtrapstar]
I got percs, I got molly, I got xans (I got xans)
I got percs, I got molly, I got xans (I got xans)
Yeah we flexed up (flexed)
b*tch, we next up (huh)
Yeah I spent the check up, never broke again (Ooh)
You can't ball like me
You can't cook like me (Cook it up)
Sauce up in the streets (Sauce)
Wrist on bakery
f*ck the fakery
Ouu, they wait on you, huh
Diamonds, they wet on me
b*tch I'm off the, bean
I got Balmains on my jeans
n*gga hating on me, his lil b*tch, she is a fiend (What?)
Huh, wrist on ten thousand
Pull up with an SK, b*tch I'm wildin'
Nice fur, this the Gucci coat (drip)
Uh, yeah, Versace on my robe
Icy Patek bust down with the Gucci, soaked
Uh, Ima' ice in her face
You ain't talkin' business, uh
I don't wanna talk, huh
Used to dream about this sh*t until this sh*t was happenin'
They so quick to talk
You ain't really sh*t
f*ck a lick
I need me a break, ooh
I need me a chip (Chip)
Diamonds on my wrist (Wrist)
Drip, drip, goo, uh
Flooded out my tooth (Chyeah)
Stack it to the roof
Smokin' on the boof
Walk up in in this b*tch with some Jimmy Choos
[Chorus: Icy Narco]
This that Gucci sh*t, this that Louis sh*t (Drip)
This that gooey sh*t, that's a foreign whip (Huh)
Pick that b*tch up, with a pocket rocket
Just to rob your chain, cash it out at Johnny Dang
This that Gucci sh*t, this that Louis sh*t (Drip)
This that gooey sh*t (What?), that's a foreign whip
Pick that b*tch up, with a pocket rocket
Just to rob your chain, cash it out at Johnny Dang