Pollypocket lyrics

[Verse 1: yuke]
Send that n*gga up with my rocket
Walking out the trap bands falling out my pocket
See some jeans I f*ck with n*gga I'ma cop it
Taking flicks with them pretty hoes I'ma still crop it
A young n*gga wearing trues but my n*ggas rocking Robin's
K2 gon run up in his crib blow that b*tch up like Bin Laden
Ask for the location pus*y n*gga getting dropped
Every time a hoe see my flicks they be tryna lock it
And my clique yeah it's closed up n*gga like a locket

[Verse 2: pinkblxxd]
Yeah, pull up with a heart shaped bag Polly Pocket
Yeah, shawty with my shotty yeah you know she gonna c*ck it
n*ggas wanna be us I make em frown like a socket
I'm in my Louie V tee, I don't rock no supreme
n*gga I be off that blow I don't need caffeine
Got this gold on my neck and this silver in my teeth
Me and my n*ggas we get high off the DMT
Me and yuke in this b*tch we gon kill yo team
Yuh, n*ggas tryna fight me
n*gga you can't get with us
Do you like you Rosa I'ma kick you off this f*ckin bus
(Damn that was outta pocket [the f*ck n*gga??>] my fault)
Hold up n*gga we gon shoot you with a rifle no assault
n*ggas actin like some teenage b*tches they some grown adults
n*ggas actin like they vamps and I'ma pull out garlic salt
Yeah I'm pullin out the glocky and it's in my f*ckin vault
Yeah, cash on me
Got yo b*tch, she on her knees
I'ma f*ck on this hoe, and her ass is japanese
After that, we get some tea
I don't do this sh*t for free
I just wanna chill and count bands with my n*gga Reid